The Old Neighbor Ch. 01 (Official Release) (Patreon)

Working in her garden in the front yard of her house, Sarah dug some holes to plant some newly purchased flower seeds. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she slowly stood back up and proudly observed her work.

Sarah was 25 years old. She was 5’7”, and had long light blonde hair, green eyes, and unblemished alabaster white skin. She was a fine-looking woman with a perfect set of D-cup breasts and inviting curves. Sarah was a very desirable woman, and she knew it.

As she sipped some water, her husband Alex was about to head off to work. He was just an average-looking guy, with brown hair and rather mundane features. “I’m off to work, honey. I’ll see you later tonight,” he said, through the open window of his car.

“Okay, I’ll see you later, sweety,” Sarah simply replied. Their relationship wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t anything great either: it was just very “meh.” It just didn’t have the same thrill as when they were first married. Despite the lack of fireworks, their union remained stable and pleasant; they were happy in a settled sort of way.

As Alex pulled out of the driveway and drove off, Sarah took a deep breath and got back down onto her hands and knees. As she continued digging, she suddenly heard someone speaking to her. “Nice ass, Ms. Lawson.” Swiveling her head around, she saw her elderly neighbor, Albert, peaking over their shared yard fence.

Albert was a 60-year-old war veteran. He was frail-looking and a bit short. His head was balding with thin strands of white hair barely hanging on. He invariably wore a polo shirt tucked into some cargo shorts all topped off by his navy veteran hat. When Sarah and Alex had first moved in next door to Albert, a little over a year ago, Sarah’s initial impression of their neighbor was just that he was a kind old man. But she quickly learned that Albert was nothing of the kind; instead, he was just another horny old perv. He would often make provocative remarks about her body when she was doing yard work or when she was enjoying some time in her backyard pool. His appraisals of her body always lasted a bit too long to be polite.

Of course, she was disgusted by this old bastard’s inappropriate comments and ogling. But over time, she had just gotten used to it. Her encounters with him had almost become routine. Sarah had found that if she failed to fully entertain his antics, he would eventually leave her alone. As of late, however, Albert had become much bolder with his salacious remarks.

“Ugh, it’s ‘Mrs’ to you, Albert. This has to be the millionth time I’ve told you to stop talking like that to me. It’s inappropriate,” she scolded, resuming her gardening.

Albert let out a mischievous old cackle. “What? I can’t compliment how attractive you are? I can’t help it  that you are such a sexy woman!”

Sarah rolled her green eyes. She should’ve known better than to take the bait. “You aren’t just ‘complimenting’ me, Albert. It’s the way you go about it. The things you say to me are downright disrespectful, and I’m a married woman. You could at least say something less …provocative.”

“Hah, then what would you like me to tell you, Ms. Lawson?” Albert replied with an amused laugh. Sarah shook her head in annoyance.

“I don’t know, you could just ask how my day is going, or just tell me that I look lovely. Something, anything, other than the inappropriate manner in which you normally greet me,” Sarah remarked.

Albert grinned. ”Hm, okay. How very lovely you are looking today, Ms. Lawson,” the old man rebutted, affecting a high-falutin accent. His hungry old eyes ate up the alluring view of his sexy younger neighbor, who was still down on her hands and knees with her rear poking out in fetching fashion. With this amazing side view, he could see everything she had to offer. She wore form-fitting denim shorts that she filled out perfectly and a simple white t-shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. Sarah’s stomach churned at the tone of his talk. Despite the more appropriate phrasing, his words felt no better than his usual remarks.

“Albert, I told you already. It’s ‘Mrs’,” Sarah chided. “Hm, on second thought, I’d prefer you not to say that either. Ugh, everything you do feels wrong, Albert. Aren’t you a bit worried about making comments like that to a married woman whose husband was only here a moment ago?” she threatened.

Albert broke into a chuckle. “Heh, I’m not entirely sure. That’s why I do it when he’s not around. And, considering that he hasn’t confronted me about it yet, I suspect you haven’t told him anything about it yet. Isn’t that right, ‘Ms.’ Lawson?”

Sarah ceased her digging, and sat back on her heels, squinting frustratedly as she contemplated what the old man said. It was true that she hadn’t complained to Alex yet, but only because she didn’t want to start any drama. Not because it was some kind of a big secret. She hated confrontation. Besides, it wasn’t such a big deal that she wanted Alex to make a huge thing out of it. She didn’t want to launch a neighborhood dispute. And, after all, as inappropriate as Albert was, they were just comments. Sarah only wished that Albert could be a bit nicer about it.

“Ugh, just shut it, Albert,” she uttered with some venom as she resumed digging into the soil of her small garden. The sooner she got done here, the sooner she could return to the safety of her home and get away from this decrepit bastard.

“Heh, I guess I stand corrected! I’m not really all that worried about your husband. He’s usually too busy working at that office job. Heh, they just don’t come built like they used to. Back in my day, there were no comfy office jobs where you sit on a chair all day and do whatever it is you do with all that technology stuff. We worked with our hands, and we were built tough. Your husband would be eaten alive if he lived back then. Heh, we had to worry about them commies all the time.”

Sarah’s eyes went dead at hearing how this old man was disrespecting her husband so openly. Nor did she have the slightest interest in the old reprobate’s life history. “Different times, Albert. Stop living in the past. It’s not a crime that Alex works in an office building. He’s happy where he is.”

“Hm, the real crime is that he’s not here with his sexy wife,” Albert retorted. “Doesn’t it make you frustrated that he works those long hours? Leaving you all by yourself?”

“I’m not ‘all by myself’. My job keeps me well occupied when I’m not home,” Sarah replied, not sure why she was even entertaining their conversation.

“That’s not what I mean,” Albert slyly suggested. Despite herself, Sarah arched her brow curiously. “If I were in your husband’s place, I would try to spend as much time away from work and as much time with you as I could, you sexy thing.” Sarah’s eyes widened as she comprehended the old man’s meaning.

“Albert, that’s disgusting. I don’t like where this conversation is heading and I have no intention to listen to one more word,” Sarah urgently exclaimed, frantically planting the last of her seeds. Albert observed Sarah sardonically as she rushed to finish her gardening work.

“Hm, I would like to plant my seed in your fertile soil…” the old man quietly mumbled to himself. “Come on, Ms. Lawson. Aren’t you a bit frustrated that your husband doesn’t tend to you? A young attractive woman such as yourself should be cherished!” Sarah felt her blood boiling.

“Alex tends to me perfectly fine!” she blurted out. Albert chuckled and shook his head.

“Now you’re just flat-out lying.”

“What do you mean, lying?” the blonde wife responded, heatedly.

“I see how late he gets home from work. How tired he is. There’s no way in hell that he makes love to you. I bet he goes straight to sleep the second he enters your bedroom.”

Sarah gritted her teeth. As much as she wanted to object to the old man’s outrageous insinuations, he was right. Alex did get home late way too much most of the time, leaving them no chance to make love the way a husband and wife ought to do. But that didn’t give Albert any right to take liberties with the way he talked to her! But her silence only confirmed Albert’s hunch.

“That’s a shame,” the pervy old man smoothly pressed on. “You deserve to be satisfied daily.” Sarah felt a mix of emotions. She was disgusted but, at the same time, she found herself strangely amused at his implication. Did he really think he was some hotshot?

“Yeah? And who could possibly do that for me? You??” Sarah knew she should have held her tongue; she had entertained this obnoxious old bastard long enough as it was. But she was simply too caught up in the moment to restrain herself. She’d shove his ego right back in his face if nothing else.

Albert grinned deviously. “Precisely,” he stated. Sarah let out an amused chuckle and spun her head around to face the old man, who was still leaning proprietarily over the wooden fence.

“How could an old dog such as yourself possibly satisfy me? I bet you can hardly get it up,” she laughed. Albert let out a low chuckle.

“Oh, sexy. This old dog can still get it up and perform. I can assure you of that.”

Sarah shook her head and returned to what she was doing. “I highly doubt that, Albert. You’re just lying your old ass off to try and impress me. But trust me, it’s doing the opposite. Now you’re just embarrassing yourself.”

“Eight inches,” Albert simply stated. Sarah raised her head back up and turned to him again.

“What??” she replied, confused.

“My cock, it’s eight inches,” he reiterated, confidently. Sarah’s fetching green eyes widened with disgust and bewilderment.

“Why the f– You shouldn’t say that to me! What the f–” Sarah exclaimed, horrified by his brazenness.

“Rock solid meat ready to satisfy a sexy housewife such as yourself,” Albert boasted.

“I highly doubt that,” Sarah laughed in disbelief.

“Won’t believe it until you see it,” he remarked.

Sarah shook her head in annoyance. “Trust me, Albert. Even if you weren’t lying, I still wouldn’t want to see it.”

There was a brief silence between the two. Sarah smirked, guessing that her sharp words had finally unsettled the old man. Once again, she returned to her digging, assuming the old bastard had finally slunk off.

But hearing some rustling from the fence behind her, she realized instead that their shared fence gate was opening and closing. Sarah quickly turned to see Albert standing in her yard. “Augh, Albert! Get off my property now! I- I’ll call the police!” she threatened.

“Heh, no you won’t” Albert casually stated: he was right again, Sarah had no intention of involving the police. It would just create a whole lot of mess for her and the entire neighborhood. “Besides, even if you did, they’ve got better things to do than to get all caught up in a dispute between two neighbors just trying to have a friendly conversation.”

“You’re a dirty old perv. Our conversation has gone way past any definition of ‘friendly’,” Sarah said. As she folded her arms and rose to her knees, inadvertently pushing her breasts out. Her thrusting boobs made quite a sight for the horny old man.

“Hm, I agree that more words won’t get us anywhere. So how about it? Do you want to see for yourself? I can assure you that you’ve never seen anything like it.”

Sarah’s mouth fell agape. “No way in hell, Albert. You are lying. Don’t you know what boundaries are? Oh, wait, apparently not.”

“I’m not lying, it’s true. My cock is probably bigger than your husband's,” Albert confidently replied. Sarah just smiled in disbelief about where this conversation had led them.

“Alex is perfectly fine, Albert,” Sarah snapped back.

“Gah, that’s what most women say when their partners aren’t big,” Albert remarked. Sarah squinted at the dark soil to avoid the old man's hungry glare. Alex was a few inches shorter than the length Albert was claiming. Not that it mattered. He was her husband, and Albert was being highly inappropriate.

“Just leave me alone, Albert. It’s best if we stop this conversation. I’ve put up with your nonsense for long enough for one day,” Sarah sighed, slowly standing to her full height and tilting her head down to glare at the shorter old man; his head was slightly above her chest.

As she was about to walk away, Albert grabbed her arm with surprising strength given his skinny-looking build. “Hey?! Let go of me!” Sarah hissed.

Albert quickly let go of her, and then showed a devious smirk. “Let’s make a bet.”

“A bet?” Sarah chuckled amusedly, wondering if this inane conversation could get any more ridiculous.

“Yes, a bet.”

“And what could this ‘bet’ possibly entail?” the blonde woman inquired.

“I’ll show you my cock, and if it’s not eight inches, I’ll stop talking to you the way I do, forever,” the old veteran explained. Sarah cocked her brow. She was fairly confident that Albert was lying his ass off about his size, but she felt strangely uncertain. He sounded so certain of himself.

“What are you playing at, Albert?” Sarah asked suspiciously. She had no plans of seeing any old-neighbor-cock today, so this was just pointless, honestly.

“Nothing at all. I just want to prove you wrong, that’s all,” Albert said coolly, tipping the flap of his hat.

“And if I’m wrong, what then?” she prodded.

Albert rubbed his wrinkly chin. “Hmm, I don’t know. You’re just wrong then, and I’m right. Do we have a deal?” Sarah didn’t like his response. It felt fishy. It felt like there was some trick in here that she wasn’t quite recognizing. That aside, she shouldn’t even be considering this illicit bet in the first place. The whole thing was just stupid. But, contemplating his offer, she felt like the risk might be worth the reward. Getting this pervy old man to leave her alone for good would not only restore her peace of mind; there was the added bonus of humiliating him for his own boastful lies.

“Fine, you have a deal. I can finally obtain some peace and quiet with your raspy old voice banished from my ears,” Sarah agreed boldly. Albert just smirked knowingly at her misplaced conviction. “But on one condition,” the beautiful young wife continued. ”This stays between us, and only us, got it? I’m happily married, and I intend to keep it that way.”

“Of course, of course. This will be our little secret, sexy,” the old reprobate replied. Sarah scoffed hearing him call her that for the thousandth time.

Albert’s old heart raced with anticipation. Exposing himself to such a fantastic young woman, one who had now maneuvered into consenting to the act was an irresistibly delectable opportunity for the old bastard.

“Whatever.” Even though it was the middle of a workday and all the houses were sheltered by fences, Sarah scanned her surroundings to make sure that none of their other neighbors were watching. Just to make absolutely sure, though, she added a further proviso. “Okay, let’s do this in my shed,” she instructed, despite her sense that the coast was clear. It wouldn’t do for any of their neighbors to see her enter her shed with the old man, but that was infinitely better than taking the risk of him doing it out in the open. Certainly easier to explain as well.

As she led Albert to her gardening shed, the old pervert couldn’t help but stare at her long sexy legs, perfectly round ass, and curvy hips. Her tight denim jeans shorts only accentuated her curvy features. And the sight of those toned white legs caused his crotch to swell. Sarah could feel his eyes, but could only roll hers. She had agreed to this, so here they were.

Opening the door, Sarah and Albert proceeded inside. She slipped her gardening gloves off and tossed them onto the nearby workbench. Standing before him, the blonde crossed her arms and spoke, “Okay, show me this ‘big’ cock of yours, Albert. Your shorts, drop 'em.”

“Hm, bossy are we?” Albert chuckled. Sarah indeed was, she wanted this whole ordeal over with as swiftly as possible. But, nodding, Albert just unzipped his shorts and shoved them down to his ankles along with his underwear.

Sarah’s observant eyes widened as she studied the old man’s crotch. He had small traces of trimmed white pubes, indicating that he was still grooming down there. However, she smirked victoriously seeing that he wasn’t anything close to eight inches long. She chuckled at how pathetic his wrinkly old worm looked. “Hm, I guess I’m the winner of our ‘little’ bet,” she snarked. “I expect you to be on better behavior the next time I see you,” Sarah chuckled victoriously.

But as she was reaching for the latch, Albert stopped her. “Hold on now, sweetheart. It’s eight inches hard. I never claimed to be eight inches soft.” Sarah was taken aback. But thinking back on their verbal exchange, she probably should have realized. Of course.

But she put up an objection anyway. “What? Eight inches hard?? I never agreed on that! No no no, that’s a big no-no. I can’t be looking at another man’s erect penis! It’s wrong,” she urgently exclaimed in a voice that verged on panic.

“What did you think? Nobody is eight inches soft, are you insane? Come on, Ms. Lawson. This was the deal! Plus, it can’t really be wrong if no one knows,” Albert replied.

“Ugh, no, you pervert. I didn’t shake on anything. Bye, I’m leaving.” She reached for the latch again.

“If you leave now, I’ll tell the entire neighborhood you wanted to see my cock,” the sly old man suddenly threatened. Sarah froze in place. “I’m a well-respected member of the community here. Who would they believe? A wise old war veteran or some young attractive woman that just moved in? Everyone would just think that you’re some slut who’s trying to seduce me. Furthermore, what would your husband think?” His words struck deep, causing Sarah’s heart to beat rapidly.

“You old bastard, you can’t blackmail me! Without any solid proof, you can’t do anything!” Then with a devious little grin, Albert retrieved his phone from his pocket and played back an audio recording. “Okay, show me this big cock of yours, Albert. Your shorts, drop 'em.” Sarah’s voice was unmistakable. The way she emphasized ‘big’ was meant to be sarcastic, but she knew that it would almost certainly be misconstrued in all the wrong ways.

Sarah audibly gasped. How could she be so reckless? “You would not!” she hissed, trying to reach for his phone.

“Oh, yes I would. And I recorded our entire conversation, as well. All it will take is a little creative editing and this whole thing would be flipped on its head,” he explained, quickly stuffing his phone into his back pocket. Sarah snarled as she struggled to reach for it. “Ah ah ah, I would stop that if I were you. That would be assault,” the old man sneered. Yeah, Sarah thought hopelessly, and his whole presence in her yard was trespassing. But he had the proof and she didn’t.

Sarah quickly backed off. She felt like the world was collapsing around her. How could she have allowed herself to be blackmailed by this old man?

“What do you want, then?!” Sarah angrily exclaimed.

“All I’m asking for is what we agreed on in our bet, the chance to prove to you that my cock is eight inches, hard. This recording was just a precaution in case you tried to back out of our bet. I’ll happily delete it once we are finished here! You seem like a nice woman, I wouldn’t really want to get you in trouble,” Albert replied. “I just want you to honor the bet, that’s all.”

The blonde wife heard the veiled threat behind his words loud and clear. She had effectively trapped herself. “This sly son of a bitch!” she screamed in her mind.

“So what will it be, Ms. Lawson?” Albert inquired. All Sarah could do was grind her teeth and clench her hands into tight fists.

“Fine, fine!” Sarah exclaimed, grudgingly admitting defeat. She couldn’t believe that she was stooping this low. “Hurry up and do it then, get hard for me,” she ordered, letting out a heavy sigh.

Albert smirked and began to stroke his wrinkly old cock. “Hm, not with that attitude.” Sarah just rolled her eyes in disgust. A couple of minutes passed by with them standing awkwardly in front of each other while Albert dragged his unprepossessing cock back and forth. Sarah tried not to look, but as doing so was the whole object of this illegitimate interaction, her attention seemed to be drawn down there regardless. But Albert made little to no progress.

“Huh, is that all you got? Hm, just like I figured – an old man like yourself would struggle to get it up,” she sneered. Albert squinted at her.

“Well, you certainly aren’t making it easier for me with that mean look and your shitty little attitude. And we aren’t leaving until I fully get hard, that’s part of the bet. So we’re staying right here for just as long as it takes, got it?” he explained rather sternly. Albert had Sarah by her metaphoric balls, so she couldn’t get out of this one. “In fact, this would go a whole lot quicker if you got off your high horse and helped me,” the old man sneakily insinuated.

“Help you?! Help you how??” she replied, genuinely puzzled.

“I don’t know, why don’t you drop the mean look and maybe show me your big tits?” he suggested. Sarah shot a glare at him. This was going too far. But knowing how deep in shit she was, perhaps just getting this done and over with would be her best course of action. Even if it meant showing some dirty old man her tits, which she had never shown to any man who wasn’t her significant other.

“Ugh, you old bastard…” she annoyingly muttered, resigning herself to her defeat.

Reaching for the hem of her shirt, Sarah lifted it up over her tits, revealing her supple D-cup breasts. Albert's cock suddenly surged with excitement, visibly jerking and jolting. With each quiver, it grew quickly in both length and girth. Sarah’s eyes widened seeing that he was indeed big. Still, he hadn’t achieved those eight inches he had promised to deliver. “Almost there,” the old dog grunted decrepitly, stroking himself faster. “Can you quit glaring at me like that?” he added.

Sarah sighed and tried to tone down her facial expression to something more interesting and expectant. “Gah, yes, that’s it,” Albert groaned satisfiedly. Sarah felt a shiver go down her spine, even as she attempted to avert her gaze away from the riveting scene that was playing out perversely before her disbelieving eyes.

“Hurry up and get harder, it seems like you are reaching your limit,” she urged tartly. Despite herself, though, she couldn’t prevent her nosy green eyes from zeroing in on his growing manhood. Sarah had to admit that watching his old cock incrementally increase in size with every stroke was unexpectedly impressive. And now he was starting to emit a drop or two of precum.

“Gah, lose the bra, that will max me out even faster,” the old man declared. Sarah couldn't believe the nerve of this man but, desperately wanting this to be over as soon as possible, she obliged him by pulling her bra down to reveal her cute pink nipples.

Albert’s eyes visibly bulged out from his sockets as he observed what she apparently had not, her nipples were rigid with arousal. He stroked himself faster and now Sarah noticed that his precum was leaking profusely from his cavernous slit, coating his appendage in a slick shiny glint. She felt a little grossed out but, at the same time, strangely aroused. There was something empowering about being able to reduce a male to helpless horniness; her husband Alex hadn’t reacted like this to her in years.

Her demeanor changed as she found herself slowly becoming more relaxed about this whole ordeal. She still made a pretense of averting her gaze, but as his cock got larger and harder and slicker, she was unable to prevent herself from slowly focusing on the main event. Given how intently Albert was gazing at her tits, she deduced that this had to be the first glimpse he’d gotten in a long while of a nice pair of woman's boobs in the flesh. “Hm, first time seeing a woman’s tits?” Sarah inquired. “It sure seems like it,” she said in a rather low and unexpected suggestive voice.

“Augh, in my long life, I’ve seen plenty, let me tell you. But yours, heh, well, they are truly magnificent. They might be the best pair of knockers I’ve ever come across,” Albert replied, grunting with pleasure as he continued to jerk himself off. Sarah couldn’t help flushing in response to his flattery. Maybe the whole situation was getting to her more than she had initially realized. The unintimidating little worm he had first displayed had transformed into a raging beast.

Albert suddenly stopped stroking himself, causing Sarah to snap back into focus. “Why did you stop?” she asked curiously.

Albert smirked. “Eight inches hard, just like I promised.”

Sarah’s green eyes tilted down and saw he was indeed now at full mast, she didn’t need a ruler to know. His old cock was throbbing heavily and leaking strings of precum onto the shed’s old wooden floorboards. Until now, she had also failed to grasp how big his low-hanging balls were. Sarah was astonished at how very incorrect she had been. She was also slightly fascinated. He was undeniably bigger than her husband by an inch or, okay, maybe three, and much thicker. Her throat dried up, not knowing what to say.

“There’s no way you can be that big, as old as you are…” she trailed off in shock. It was unnatural that a short old man could be carrying around a package like that. Unbidden, the image of a random old billy goat sprang to mind.

“I guess I won then, Ms. Lawson.”

“Har har, congratulations, you were right. We’re done here now, yes?” Sarah snapped back into her senses and tried to wave him off.

“I guess so, but I’m still hard,” Albert began. “Heh, since I won, I think my reward should be you helping to finish me off,” he suggested, trying to contain a devilish grin. Sarah’s lips hung open. She should have known where this silly bet was inevitably leading.

“No no no, that wasn’t the deal! You said-,” she tried to object.

But, before she could complete her thought, Albert closed the distance between them and seized her wrist, guiding her right hand around his throbbing cock, pulsing with his heartbeat and slick with his voluminous precum. Sarah was beyond disgusted, both with Albert and herself. It was wrong, it was so utterly taboo, to be held up in the tight confines of her backyard shed, holding another man’s penis in her slender white fingers. But, at the same time, the feel of his hot throbbing cock was strangely alluring. What in the world was wrong with her? How had her pleasant day of gardening gone so entirely off the rails?

“I think you like seeing my big cock, don’t you, Ms. Lawson. You’ve never seen – or felt – anything like it before, have you?” Sarah was left speechless by the old man’s salacious actions, by his insane assertions. “Go ahead, feel it. Palpate it in your delicate little fingers. Doesn’t it feel nice in your hand?” The feeling of his humongous cock, hot and throbbing cock in her delicate hand had her feeling things, new things that she’d never felt before. She was torn by how wrong everything was but, at the same time, he was right, she had never seen anything this impressive before. She had only been with Alex for most of her young life; he was her only basis for comparison. There was a rightness to this as if she deserved to know the complete spectrum of sizes that a man’s penis could assume. As grating and assertive as Albert’s words and actions were, Sarah somehow couldn’t bring herself to pull away.

“Albert… this is wrong, I don’t know if I can-” Sarah began, feeling her own defenses waning with every second that slipped away, with every moment that his pulsing prick communicated its commanding presence to her sensitive palm.

“Shhh, Ms. Lawson, remember, as long as no one knows, this is all perfectly fine. It’s just a part of our bet, a continuation of what we agreed on,” Albert interrupted. “Now stroke it, Ms. Lawson. I won our bet fair and square. It’s only right that you award the victor with his prize.”

Sarah found herself subconsciously following his commands, slowly stroking his formidable shaft with her exquisitely soft hand. She was lost in the moment: a part of her recognized that what she was doing was inexcusably depraved. If anyone found out that she was stroking her older neighbor’s cock in her garden shed, it would mean the end for her. But at the same time, there was a whole other part of her, a part that thrilled to that same depravity, that shuddered at the sensations that were suddenly coursing through her veins. Hot, lusty sensations that she hadn’t felt in far too long. Sensations that she deserved to feel, that had been kept from her, locked away by the routines and rhythms of everyday existence. That part of her felt good, irrefutably aroused by the taboo nature of it all. She had no way to explain why she was so enthralled by it. Perhaps it was her pent-up sexual frustration gradually assuming control of her, dictating her actions. Sarah found herself wanting to keep chasing this feeling.

“Albert… this better stay between us, got it? And promise me that you’ll delete that audio when we’re done here,” she sternly insisted, even as she conceded to his advances. Albert nodded and made a zipping gesture with his fingers across his lips. Rolling her green eyes, she gripped his cock tighter and began to stroke him faster.

“You dirty old man, Albert. Convincing your married neighbor to stroke your big cock,” Sarah cooed in a low voice. Might as well lean into it, right? Stroke his ego as well as his cock? Seeing that his old faded blue eyes were fixated on her tits, she mischievously smirked and shoved his face into her chest as she jerked him off.

“Do you like my tits, Albert? Hmm, that’s right, you dirty old man, suck on them,” she ordered. Albert wrapped his lips around her soft mounds and began to eagerly suck her like a baby. Her little baby billy goat with the great big old dick. He licked and shoved his face deeper into her chest. Sarah didn’t know what was coming over her. It was as if Albert was unraveling secret carnal urges she had kept locked deep in some secret place inside herself.

Sarah was forced to conclude that she wasn’t the only pervert in this shed. Not only was she enjoying this in purely physical terms. But there was an erotic thrill to having this dirty old man literally in the palm of her hand, hungry for her, making her feel more horny and depraved than she ever had before. Her depths were tightening down around themselves; her pussy was getting hot and wet.

This went on for several more minutes, building inexorably inside of her. She had to drag her focus off of her own sensations to realize that, to her surprise, Albert wasn’t cumming yet. Albert pulled his face back out of her saliva-slathered cleavage, gasping for air. “Gah, we aren’t getting anywhere with this,” he complained, wheezingly. “Get down on your knees and finish me with your mouth,” he ordered.

Sarah was impressed by his initiative. And his stamina. She had rarely granted Alex the favor Albert was now demanding. But Alex had never lasted this long. She found herself toppling still further, deeper into this pit of depravity that had suddenly opened before her. She hesitated for a moment, considering whether she was going too far. But Albert still had the recording. She needed to finish this, the quicker the better, and put it all behind her. She rationalized that, if she didn’t cause any problems, the old man wouldn’t have any motivation to go back on his word. But that could have just been her horny brain talking itself into agreeing with what her body already wanted her to do.

So, spinning their bodies around, she pushed Albert against the nearby workbench and dropped to her knees. Her mind was hazed with arousal. Albert watched eagerly as she grabbed the base of his cock with her delicate hand and tilted his cockhead toward her mouth.

“Have you ever had your cock sucked before, Albert?” she asked, licking her lips. The old man chuckled and nodded.

“Plenty! Heh, back in Nam, I had plenty of foreign girlies licking on my pole,” Albert replied proudly. Sarah was grossed out. She was well aware of the prevalence of brothels during that time.

“You better be clean, Albert,” Sarah threatened, gripping his thick veiny shaft almost painfully tight.

“Don't worry, sexy. I’m clean. I can assure you of that,” Albert answered confidently. “If I wasn't, I wouldn't be stupid enough to try to pursue a woman like you.”

Sarah smirked with relief and leaned forward, wrapping her lush lips around his bloated old cock. Albert let out a loud moan as his cockhead was surrounded by the warmth and wetness of Sarah’s mouth. It had been a bit since he had felt the pleasure of a woman’s oral obeisance. And for it to be a young married woman’s mouth, no less, was utterly intoxicating, a magnificent moment. As Sarah began bobbing her head back and forth, Albert clenched the side of the workbench and his head fell back from the sheer amount of pleasure that shot through his engorged shaft. There weren’t any words to describe how good Sarah’s mouth felt; it could only be experienced, not verbalized.

Slurping and sucking filled the shed. Sarah felt so naughty blowing this old man’s cock. She began to revel in the pleasure she was delivering the nasty old veteran as if she were performing a patriotic service. She took him deeper, sheathing his cock in the further reaches of her throat. “AUGH! Ms. Lawson!” Albert shouted with pleasure. Sarah hummed with satisfaction and began to make circular motions with her head, transporting Albert to a whole other realm of carnal delight. He was surprised at how good Sarah was at cocksucking. He wondered how this quaint wife had acquired her exemplary skills.

Sarah’s panties were now saturated with her juices as her own arousal levels shot through the roof. The taste of his salty precum, and the musky flavor of cock in general, had activated primal urges that had been pent up inside her for so long. Closing her eyes, Sarah moaned and hummed, slurping up his big juicy cock and swallowing his seemingly endless supply of savory precum.

Finally reaching his limit, Albert announced his impending climax. “Augh! Ms. Lawson, I’m gonna cum!” Her sucking intensified and she wrapped her arms around his skinny waist pulling him deeper into her gulping gullet. With a few final bobs, she took his cock balls deep into her throat. “GAAAAH!” the old man let out a grating groan. Her alluring green eyes widened as he pumped his old virile seed down her throat. She inhaled ropes of thick sticky cum. Sarah was surprised by the thickness and volume of his loads.

Pulling away, Sarah began to suck on his cockhead, tantalizing it with her tongue, licking it like a lollipop, slurping the last of his salty seed from his cock. She was delighted by how he tasted. He was sweet, yet had that salty bitterness that she enjoyed. “Hmm, how was your reward, Albert?” she asked in a low sexy voice, giving his shaft a few gentle pumps.

“That was amazing, Ms. Lawson… God, where did you learn to do that?! Never in my life I have received a blowjob like that,” he sighed in relief.

Getting up from the ground, Sarah seductively licked her lips. “Hm, I guess we’re even now,” she teased, disregarding his question. “Could you delete that audio now?” She gave his shrinking cock a last warning squeeze of her fingers, strong despite their feminine delicacy. Smirking, Albert slowly nodded and proceeded to go through his phone. He made sure to show Sarah that he had fully deleted the audio file. The blonde goddess let out a sigh of relief as she felt the weight of Albert’s incriminating evidence evaporate. With that no longer looming over her, she felt herself regaining control over her circumstances.

Now that they were done, Sarah pulled her bra back up and pulled her shirt back down to conceal her torso. Just as she was reaching for the door, Albert stopped her once more. “Are you just going to leave without a kiss?” Sarah squinted her eyes out of annoyance. But she had to admire the old man’s tenacity.

Sighing she returned to him and cupped his face. “You are so persistent,” she playfully stated.

“Heh, that’s what women love about me the most,” Albert chuckled.

Rolling her serene green eyes and grinning, Sarah leaned down and locked lips with Albert. Enveloping hers with his, she groaned with surprise at the feeling of his tongue slipping into her mouth. She hummed and began to twirl her tongue with his as they erotically swapped saliva. Sarah was a totally different woman now. Here she was, sloppily making out with her pervy old neighbor she despised after sucking his cock. What had gotten into her? She was thoroughly delighted at how good a kisser he was turning out to be.

The feeling of something wet and hard prodding her thighs caused Sarah to release her lips from his; leaving webs of their mixed saliva connected between their lips. Tilting her eyes down, she saw that Albert’s behemoth of a cock was rearing up again.

“Oh? Hard again are we?” she playfully said.

“What can I say? Making out with a sexy babe like you would make any old man horny,” Albert chuckled. Sarah’s eyes were firmly locked upon the visage of his throbbing cock. Her wetness was more apparent than ever. She had never felt more horny in her life.

“Hey, you know, since you already sucked my cock…” Albert began. “Why don’t we just fuck?” Sarah’s attention returned to her lecherous neighbor’s face.

“What do you say? We’ve already gone this far. Why not just go all the way? It’s not like we have anything better to do. Your husband is out working, you’re done gardening, and I’ve got nothing better to do, seeing as how I’m retired. We’re free to do whatever we please in the meantime.”

“I don’t know, Albert… I’ve already done enough. And what would my husband think?” Sarah protested half-heartedly.

“Come on, Mrs. Lawson. Look how hard I am,” Albert began. Sarah showed a small smirk at finally hearing him refer to her as ‘Mrs.’ “We were having fun, weren’t we? Don’t you want to continue? Don’t you want to feel my cock inside of you? You deserve to cum just as much as me. Shoot, it ought to be a matter of women’s liberation for you young gals. And I can certainly help you with that.” The old man pulled out all the stops in his quest to seduce his hot younger neighbor. “And your husband won’t need to think anything at all, because he won’t know. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. This can be our little secret. Just the way we agreed.”

Sarah was left speechless. Her mind was conflicted as she contemplated Albert’s offer. Now that Alex had been brought back to mind, Sarah was feeling guilty. She had already cheated on him by sucking off her big-cocked elderly neighbor, and now she was debating whether she should do worse, go all the way, stuff that huge thing inside her hot, tight, dripping wet pussy. It was so wrong… so naughty… and yet she loved this feeling. Sarah began to rationalize that she needed this to fulfill her needs. Her horny mind spun things around, pinning the blame on her husband for failing to tend to her needs. “It’s just sex,” Sarah concluded to herself. “What Alex didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt him…”

Glancing out the shed window, Sarah took a deep breath as she visualized what she was about to do. “Fuck it,” she simply stated. Albert grinned with delight, as he sensed that all his fantasies were about to be fulfilled. It felt so surreal that he had to pinch himself to make sure that this wasn’t just some insanely vivid wet dream.

Stepping over to the shed door, Sarah dropped the blinds and locked the latch. Going over to a nearby cabinet, she gathered some spare cushions for their backyard furniture and laid them out on the shed floor.

Bracing her hands on her wide hips, Sarah stared at Albert. “Quit staring, lose the clothes, and lie your scrawny ass down,” she ordered. Nodding, Albert removed his cap. Lifting his shirt over his head, he tossed it to the side before stepping out of his cargo shorts and underwear. He kicked his leather shoes off, and eagerly slipped out of his long white socks, leaving himself butt naked. Lowering himself down onto the cushions, he looked on avidly as Sarah undressed.

Sarah stripped her shirt off and unclipped her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. Pulling off her gardening boots, she slipped off her socks with her toes and proceeded to drop her denim shorts with her panties to her ankles. Albert’s eyes widened to see her clean-shaven wet pussy in the flesh. Stepping out of her shorts and panties, Sarah joined her unlikely lover on the cushions.

On her hands and knees, the delicious young wife slowly crawled up the length of Albert's wrinkly old skinny body like a pussy cat stalking a mouse. But his cock was the main attraction. Albert watched as his sexy nude neighbor hovered over him, her long blonde hair covering his face. “I can’t believe that I’m about to fuck my older neighbor. Ugh, if it wasn’t for that big cock of yours,” Sarah muttered to herself.

“Heh, you’re a naughty woman, Mrs. Lawson. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure this stays between us.”

“Hm, it better be between us,” Sarah chuckled mischievously. “But you can just call me Sarah now.”

“Okay, sounds good, Sarah,” the old man grinned. Reaching up, Albert grabbed Sarah’s face and pulled her down into a kiss. As their lips locked, they delved their tongues into each other’s mouths, sloppily swapping saliva.

Wrapping their arms around each other, they tossed and turned on the makeshift bed Sarah had made. Rolling Sarah onto her back, Albert got between her sexy long legs and grabbed the base of his cock. Tilting himself down toward her sopping slit, he prodded his cockhead against her lips.

Sarah’s chest heaved as she panted heavily. Albert’s cock was so big, it was an anomaly for an old man to carry such a package. She felt exhilarated for what she was about to do. It felt so wrong, yet, felt so right.

But before he slipped himself in, he stopped. “Wait, do we need to use protection?” Sarah rubbed her chin, she wasn’t on a pill. She had condoms, but they were inside her house, and she didn’t want to ruin the momentum.

“Ah… damn… whatever, it should be a safe day today. Just try and pull out. Hurry up and put that cock inside of me,” Sarah stated.

Nodding, Albert slipped himself inside Sarah’s warm wet pussy. He moaned at the sensations generated by delving his cock deep into her depths. “Oh shit, it’s so tight!” He sunk deeper and deeper into her wet depths until he finally bottomed out inside of her. “Augh… your pussy’s squeezing me so good, Sarah. Your husband really hasn’t been tending to you.”

“Yeah… you could say that. But you already knew that, remember?” Sarah mischievously replied. “So are you just going to sit there, or are you going to fuck me? You do remember how to do that, right?” Sarah playfully teased.

Chuckling, the old man gave an affirming nod and began to piston his hips back and forth. The two let out loud moans of pleasure. “Ah, yes, Albert, fuck me,” Sarah cooed. “How does my pussy feel?”

“Augh, hot, wet, tight!” he managed to say.

Grasping her wide hips, he began to thrust even harder, giving the sexy wife long deep strokes. “Oh fuck! Fuck me harder you old stud, oh yes!” Sarah gasped. His cock filled her up like never before. Every inch of her sopping pussy was being stimulated to its greatest extent.

As he rutted away at her pussy, his bony hands slowly traced up her torso and onto her perky mammaries. “Gah! Yes! Squeeze my tits, Albert. Fucking squeeze them as you pound my pussy with your big hard cock!” Sarah wailed; hopefully, her shed was soundproof.

“Take it, Sarah. Take my fucking cock!” Albert growled. His thrusts were becoming more fluid and less rapid as he unconsciously capitulated to his instincts to mate. The clapping of their flesh filled the small shed, and the air was growing hot and steamy from their intense fucking.

“Do I fuck you better than your Mr. Lawson?” he inquired in a breathy voice.

“YES! So much fucking better! You’re just so much bigger than him! God! How can an old man fuck me so good?!” Her words flowed forth completely unfiltered as her mind was completely hazed with lust and the desire to be fucked as she deserved.

“It’s called experience, sexy,” Albert smirked.

Leaning down, Albert tried to kiss Sarah, but being shorter, he had to mount himself further up her body just so he could meet her face. Sarah gasped as she felt her legs being pushed up toward her chest. “Oh my!” she gasped amusedly as this smaller old man forced her into a mating press. She certainly admired his domineering nature. And God how Sarah missed having sex, although this seemed closer to mating than to anything like the ‘regular’ sex she was used to.

Their lips connected again, their tongues twirling and dancing as they mated like wild animals. The temperature in the shed grew arousingly hot, and their skin grew slick with sweat.

“Hmm, mhhhmm, mmm,” the two moaned into each other’s mouths ecstatically.

Sarah could feel Albert’s cock reach all the way inside of her, his cockhead slamming into her cervix over and over again. As she got closer to the edge of her climax, she was amazed by Albert’s stamina. As old as he was, he fucked like he was fifty years younger.

Releasing his lips from hers, Albert grunted almost incoherently. “I’m about to cum again.” Sarah’s sensationally tight pussy was simply proving too much for the old man to handle.

Sarah grinned deviously. “Yeah?” She involuntarily wrapped her long legs around his small hips, trapping him. Even though she had asked him to try and pull out, her instincts were demanding him to cum inside her. “Let’s cum together. Do it, Albert, cum inside your sexy neighbor. Make me yours. Claim my married pussy, you old bastard,” she eagerly begged.

Albert’s heart raced, her words were like music to his ears. Sliding his bony hands under her ass, he began to frantically piston his hips into her. Sarah used her legs to pull him in deeper, ushering her even closer to her own orgasm.

“Gah! I’m gonna fucking cum inside of you, Sarah! AAUGGHH!” he moaned. With one final thrust, he planted himself firmly inside Sarah and eagerly unleashed his old seed. Albert had been fantasizing about knocking Sarah up since the day she had moved in.

“Fuck! Yes!” Sarah screamed.

Albert shot ropes deep inside Sarah’s fertile uterus. His balls contracted as she received one heavy load after another from his relentless pumping. Sarah shook violently as her pent-up climax ripped through her body. She hugged Albert's smaller body and dug her feminine nails into his wrinkly back. Her legs held him down, ensuring that he had no chance to pull out.

The old man groaned with mind-melting pleasure as Sarah’s wet walls tightened around his shaft. Her rhythmically contracting pussy was eagerly trying to extract a baby from his old cock. She loved the feeling of Albert’s cock filling her to the brim with his prolific semen. There was a good chance Albert’s swimmers would manage to knock her up since Sarah wasn’t less than sure whether it was a safe day or not. And even on a day when she might have been safe from her husband’s lesser loads might not be proof against Albert’s massive outpouring. But she wasn’t really thinking about the repercussions of her illicit entanglement: her mind was too full of how good it felt.

“Augh… wow, that was amazing, Sarah,” Albert groaned, wiping some sweat from his bushy brow, giving her a few more last pumps with his cock.

“Hmm, you can really fuck for an old man,” Sarah complimented her assertive neighbor. “Huh, If I had only known you could lay pipe like that, maybe I would have let you hit it earlier.” Grinning, Albert leaned down and gave Sarah a brief wet kiss.

“Heh, that’s what I’ve been trying to do all this time. But now that we've finally done the deed, how does it feel to be fucked by a real man?” Albert queried. He took a short breather to recover from his mind-numbing orgasm; it had been a good while since he fucked like that. Sarah unwound her legs from his waist, allowing Albert to slowly pull out, leaving a waterfall of his seed pouring from her well-used pussy.

Sarah rose from the cushions in order to observe her elderly neighbor. Her siren-green eyes roamed over Albert. Although his body appeared old and frail, the monster cock between his legs was all she cared about. Hell, that’s what had stimulated her strange attraction to the old veteran. Sarah was now officially a certified debauched wife. But as wrong as her actions were, she loved the thrill of her naughtiness, she was addicted to it.

“Real man? Albert, you’re so old and frail,” Sarah teased. Albert rolled his old eyes.

“I may be old, but I’m still a man in all the parts that matter,” objected. Sarah shook her head and chuckled.

“Hmm, I suppose you’re right,” Sarah agreed, tapping her chin with her index finger.

Glancing down to her crotch, Sarah’s eyes widened at the full realization of what she allowed Albert to do. “Ah, shit… You came inside me…” the sexy blonde muttered in mild reproof. Albert grinned victoriously.

“Heh, it’s not my fault, sexy. You’re the one who leg-locked me and begged me to cum inside you. What else is a man supposed to do?” Sarah squinted at the old man. But he was right. She had just been so lost in the lust that she’d surrendered all restraint. However, the idea of possibly getting knocked up by Albert was oddly alluring.

Shaking her head, Sarah let out a heavy sigh. “You fucked me so good that I just lost all restraint, you old bastard,” she teased, trying to deflect the blame for her recklessness. She shrugged, consoling herself with the knowledge that she could just take a Plan B after they were done here. Albert chuckled and smirked as she stroked his ego.

After a few minutes of resting and conversing as they lay next to each other, Sarah noticed that Albert’s cock was rearing up once again. Her stomach fluttered with anticipation as her arousal levels surged anew. Her mind was telling her that she shouldn’t indulge herself in this depraved activity, but her body was still thirsting for another round of nasty fucking.

“Hey, Albert,” Sarah called out. The old man’s attention turned back to her. His eyes widened to see his sexy neighbor rolling on her side to face him, her tits perking perfectly despite her change of position. “Wanna fuck again?”

Albert grinned eagerly and nodded deviously. He leaned forward to lock lips with her…

-

Sarah continued to roll up onto him. Albert quickly found himself on his back with Sarah riding him like a wild cowgirl. He gripped her curvy soft ass as she bounced up and down upon his cock. Despite how long they’d been going at it, Albert’s stamina proved to be unyielding.

Locking eyes with Sarah, he watched as she sexily licked her lips and teeth. Her soft feminine hands were firmly planted on his wrinkly chest. “Fuck… Do you like that, stud? You like how I’m riding your cock?”

Albert just moaned and gripped her ass tighter. “Hmm, I’ll take that for a yes.”

The two were fucking like they were trying to breed. The setting they found themselves in certainly heightened their arousal. Here they were, committing a taboo coupling in a shed with no one to bother them. They were enthralled by their instinct to mate.

“Fuck, Sarah! You’re gonna make me cum!” Albert announced. Smiling devilishly, Sarah planted her feet flat on the cushions and began to ride him more vigorously.

Her ass slammed into him with salacious force. Her ass and thighs reverberated every time she bottomed out on Albert’s cock. She was addicted to fucking this old man. Sarah’s mind was tainted with perversion. Albert was at the mercy of this woman, he couldn’t have fought her off of him even if he’d wanted to.

He let out a loud gasp and his toes curled from her pounding away at his cock. The old man began to thrust upward causing their flesh to clap in a rhythmic symphony. Sarah loved to see Albert writhing with pleasure beneath her. The sounds of their flesh smacking reverberated in their ears. “You like how I’m fucking you, Albert? Hm, you don’t seem so cocky now, you old pervert.”

“Augh! Sarah! Soon! I- argh!” Albert moaned incoherently.

“That’s what I want to hear. Cum inside me again, Albert. Do it. Fill me up with your cum. I need it,” Sarah sexily cooed, biting her lip.

“GAH!” Albert grunted as he finally came.

Planting her ass firmly against his pelvis, she felt him shoot more of his sticky cum inside of her unprotected pussy. She was being incredibly reckless, but she was simply too horny to care.

Once his orgasm had subsided, Sarah slowly rolled off of Albert and laid down beside him. Leaning forward, she planted a passionate kiss on his lips before saying, “Hmm, that was fun. Did you enjoy the ride?”

“Ah, yes, it was good. Really damn good,” Albert gasped. “Heh, god, it seems like you’re trying to get yourself knocked up.” Sarah cocked her brow to contemplate what he’d said. His words forced her to face the repercussions of her actions. Given the healthy loads that he had shot inside of her, pregnancy was all too plausible.

Sarah again contemplated the idea of being impregnated by this old man. The implications would be blasphemous. At the same time, the sheer wrongness of it all left her hopelessly hornier. However, her post-sex clarity was beginning to set in.

“Ugh, dammit, I’m being stupid,” she sighed realizing the risk of her actions. “I’m not trying to get knocked up right now, Albert. Especially by you. This was just a…” Sarah failed to find the words to verbalize what this entanglement entailed.

“Gah, I’m just teasing you, Sarah,” Albert playfully remarked. In reality, however, he wouldn’t mind knocking her up if she allowed him to. Hell, he wanted to plant a baby inside her.

“Hm, I’m not sure how I feel about this…” Sarah muttered with uncertainty. “But I think I should make you wear condoms.” Her statement caused Albert to squint with defiance.

“Don’t worry about that, sexy! We’re just having some much-needed fun. There’s nothing wrong with that,” Albert assured. “And condoms? As risky as it is, going raw is just so much better, wouldn’t you agree?” he reasoned, trying not to show his desperation. Sarah nibbled on her finger, her mind was torn between her hazy lust and rationale.

“I- I suppose you’re right. Going raw definitely does feel better…” she quietly answered. Sarah wasn’t entirely sure if they should even do this again. “Augh… damn you, Albert… It’s lucky for you that contraceptives exist.”

“Heh, I agree,” the old man chuckled. “But you can’t blame a man for wanting to knock you up!” he teased. “You’re just so sexy and beautiful!”

Sarah gasped, she was both repelled and strangely aroused at the old man’s blunt statement. “Ugh, Albert! Stop it, I don’t want to have this conversation. It’s bad enough that I let you fuck me raw and cum inside of me. Just consider yourself an extremely lucky man. Now let’s just drop this, yeah?”

Albert slowly nodded, not wanting to further provoke his blonde goddess. However, his male instincts were raging wildly; he wanted nothing more than to claim this beautiful wife and continue his efforts to impregnate her! “Whatever you say, sexy,” he smirked.

Rolling her fetching green eyes, Sarah felt ashamed of having allowed this elderly man to have his way with her and put her in such a risky situation. It was so depraved, so dangerous, and yet so fun... But she had to admit that she shared a fair amount of the blame.

The very idea of getting knocked up by Albert felt so wrong and morally questionable to Sarah. However, the longer she pondered the taboo nature of the situation, the more she found an inexplicable allure in the forbidden and provocative aspects of the scenario.

Unwilling to completely surrender to these taboo thoughts, she shoved them to the back of her mind and focused on the pleasure of her fornication with Albert. Sarah wanted to just keep chasing the high of this thrill, regardless of the risk of pregnancy and her relationship with her husband. Her horny mind rationalized her depravity, blaming Alex for not giving her what she needed. A husband had a duty to tend to his wife; if he failed to do so, then he deserved the consequences.

As short-lived as her erotic coupling with Albert had been, Sarah was already firmly addicted to his cock. He had unlocked pleasures she had never known. And she wanted more.

Pushing all these thoughts aside, Sarah was just leaning in to initiate another round of sex with Albert, when her phone suddenly rang. Snarling, the adulterous wife reached over to check who was calling. “Augh, dammit… I forgot I needed to stop by the firm and speak to a client. I have to go now, I can’t be late,” Sarah muttered in annoyance. Albert let out a disappointed sigh but nodded in agreement.

“I agree, you should get going now,” Albert declared. “Don’t let our little fun get in the way of your career.”

“Aw, how thoughtful of you, Albert,” Sarah chuckled, giving him a peck on the lips.

As they got dressed, Albert grabbed Sarah’s black panties. “You don’t mind if I keep these, do you?” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“Fine, just keep them to yourself, got it?” she said rather sternly.

“Of course. I’m really good at keeping secrets.” Albert winked.

Pulling up her shorts, Sarah shuddered at the feel of his sticky seed collecting inside them. Once fully dressed, they cleaned up their mess and proceeded out of the shed. The cool outside air was refreshing for both of them.

“Wow, that was something,” Albert said proudly, stretching his old arms up.

“It certainly was. Hm, I apologize for doubting you. You really know how to give a girl a good time,” Sarah replied.

“Heh, much appreciated. Looks can be deceiving. But thanks for the excellent sex, Sarah. You really made this old man’s day,” Albert lightheartedly replied. Sarah hummed with delight. “Hey, was this just a one-time thing? Or do you want to keep doing this?” he added with genuine curiosity; of course, he never wanted this to end.

Sarah rubbed her chin and contemplated his question. She weighed her options, thinking about the risks. However, their abrupt interruption before another round of sex left her longing for more, which made her very malleable to her naughty urges.

“I’m down to keep this little arrangement of ours going,” she answered back. But leaning down to him she locked her eyes with his and gave him a stern look. “But we need to be very careful. If anyone were to catch us, it would mean the end of me. That means no bragging to your friends, no pictures or videos. For anything that would pose a risk, you take extreme precautions. We wouldn't want my husband catching us, would we?”

Albert gave Sarah an affirming nod. “Of course. Why would I want to ruin this? Plus, you’re a very nice lady, so I wouldn’t want to get you into any trouble.” Sarah smiled warmly before leaning forward and planting her soft lips with his.

“Hey, do you mind exchanging numbers with me so we can keep in touch?” Albert added. Sarah liked his quick thinking; she never had any form of contact with him prior to this since she thought she never needed to, until now.

“Sure, why not, just as long as you’re careful,” she answered.

After exchanging numbers, the two parted ways to their respective homes.

-

It had been a couple of days since Sarah had fucked her older neighbor. Strangely enough, Sarah hadn’t been feeling guilty at all. She had just gone along with her life like normal.

Since their illicit coupling, Sarah had been awfully busy, which had left her with no time for a second meeting with her sly old neighbor. She had not noticed any signs of pregnancy since then, which was a relief since she had not yet found time to take a Plan B since that fateful day due to her job. Sarah had to admit, though, that she had allowed herself to get a little carried away.

Albert had messaged her several times trying to link up, but Sarah simply hadn’t had the time, which put a strain on her since she was yearning for another proper fucking. She had tried masturbating to ease herself, but it hadn’t done the job: she needed the real thing.

It was late at night. Sarah was lying in bed with Alex snoring loudly next to her. She had waved Albert off so many times, but now she was finally free for the next few days. Shooting him a text, she asked if he wanted to meet up tomorrow.

“Finally!” the old man texted back. “I was wondering if you were just leading me on. I’ve been starving for more action with you.”

Sarah carefully checked to make sure Alex was still asleep, before replying, “Sorry, I was busy with work and family business.”

“Fuck your responsibilities. You should be bouncing on my cock all day every day!”

“Albert, stop your whining. I’m available now, aren’t I?” she quickly typed back.

“Tomorrow seems like forever from now. I can barely sleep because all I’m thinking about is you.”

“Hm, I’m having trouble sleeping, too. I can’t stop thinking about that big cock of yours,” Sarah texted, biting her lip and squeezing her loins.

“Heh, no wonder you texted me so late,” Albert replied, then began to type again. “Hey, since neither of us can sleep, why don’t we just meet up now?” Sarah arched her brow.

“What? Albert, I’m not sure if that’s a good idea. My husband is home!” she cautiously replied.

“Screw your husband. You owe me a good fuck! Just sneak over to my house. I have a nice comfy spot in my bed for ya,” the old man responded, pulling out all the spots to try to persuade the beautiful young wife. Sarah was aroused at the idea of sneaking over to her neighbor's house to fuck, but she felt like it was too early for that and way too risky.

“I don’t know…” Sarah messaged back.

“What’s the matter?? Are you afraid that your husband might wake up?” Albert inquired.

Sarah glanced over at Alex again, before texting, “No, it’s not that. Alex is a heavy sleeper actually. He takes sleeping pills before bed, so he won't wake up until he has to go to work again.”

Albert began to type again. “Well, then why are you so worried? What’s the problem?”

Sighing, Sarah typed, “It’s just that it would feel weird with him lying right here. It feels kinda wrong.”

“Wrong?? Do you realize what it is we are doing? You are well past feeling ‘wrong’. Hell, you probably love how wrong it is since you are willing to keep this affair going,” Albert reasoned. Sarah grasped his meaning. He was right; she was addicted to the depravity of their naughty relationship.

“Hm, affair?” Sarah grinned devilishly.

“Yes, isn’t that what this is?”

Sarah looked over to her husband again. Sighing, she replied, “Mhm, just wanted to make sure. You old bastard, you really know how to push my buttons.”

“Heh, I do, and then some,” he replied suggestively. Sarah quietly chuckled to herself. “So is that a ‘yes’, or…” Albert continued.

Rolling her green eyes, Sarah bit her lip and texted, “Fine, meet me at the side door of my garage. I think I have a new fun place to fuck where no one can bother us.” She wasn’t entirely sure where she was going with this, but it was the first place that had leaped to her dirty mind.

“You got it, Sarah. I’ll see you in five,” Albert quickly answered.

Putting her phone down, Sarah felt her heart racing with anticipation. She gave Alex one last glance: he was still sleeping soundly, so she carefully slipped out of bed. Tying her hair into a messy bun, she stripped off her sleepwear and put on a suggestive silk robe with nothing underneath before heading downstairs.

Going into the garage, she used the flashlight on her phone to navigate her way to the side door. Unlocking it, she slowly opened it to see Albert eagerly waiting, wearing a robe as well, with some slides on his feet.

“Hey, Albert. Long time no see,” Sarah greeted him.

“Hey, sexy. I’ve been waiting to fuck you again,” he replied with a sly grin.

Sarah offered back a mischievous grin before scanning outside for any possible witnesses. “Did you close the gate behind you?” she cautiously inquired — to get to the side door to the garage, Albert needed to access a wooden gate that went into Sarah’s backyard. Albert nodded his balding head. “Good, now hurry up and get in here.”

Reaching out, Sarah grabbed the old man and yanked him inside the garage. Closing the door behind them and locking it, she immediately leaned down and intertwined lips with him. The two eagerly made out with each other in the darkness of the garage. The sounds of their lips smacking and sucking echoed off the walls.

“I can’t see a damn thing in here. Where are we going to get down and dirty?” Albert asked as he pulled away from Sarah’s lips.

“Here, follow me,” she instructed him, leading the way with her flashlight. Reaching her SUV, she opened the backseat door and ushered Albert in. The old veteran gave her an amused look before climbing inside.

Following him inside, Sarah closed the door behind her and sat beside her elderly lover. The car's interior was bathed in the dim moonlight that was filtering through the small garage windows, creating a subtly romantic ambiance. The darkly tinted car windows added an extra layer of privacy to the scene.

“Em, won’t your husband notice the smell after, you know…” Albert cautiously inquired.

“He has his own car. This is my car,” Sarah replied. “Alex has no reason to check inside. But I’ll make sure to clean up after us once we’re done. “ Her assurance caused Albert to relax a bit more.

Stretching his hairy old legs out, Albert was impressed by how much room there was in the backseat of her car. And the seats were big enough to allow them to lie down comfortably. It was perfect.

Undoing her robe, Sarah tossed it over into the front seat and turned to Albert. “How about we continue where we left off?” she said in a low seductive voice, grabbing his chin and directing his face toward hers.

“With pleasure!” he cheered.

Kicking his slides off, he undid the belt of his robe, tossing it about in the car. Sarah’s siren-green eyes widened as she realized that, like her, he wore nothing underneath. “You dirty old man. It seems like we shared the same idea,” the blonde wife giggled.

“Heh, horny minds think alike,” Alber remarked.

Sarah licked her lips as she caught sight of his semi-erect cock once again. Oh, how she had missed it. Taking hold of his shoulders, she leaned down and connected her lips with his. The two pulled each other into a passionate embrace.

They tugged and groped at each other as their tongues twirled in an erotic dance. “I missed making out with you, Sarah,” Albert uttered as they momentarily separated lips.

“Yeah, I missed making out with you too,” Sarah replied in a low voice.

Shifting her body onto the seat, Sarah pushed Albert onto his back. She gave him a mischievous grin; she was eager to do some more nasty things with this dirty old man. “Hey, Albert,” she began. He tilted his balding head. “Do you know what a 69 is?”

Albert’s blue eyes lit up with excitement. “Of course I do! Are we going to do that right now?” he eagerly replied.

Chuckling, Sarah gave no response and began to reposition her body. Straddling Albert, she spun herself around until her face was above his cock, and her pussy was hovering over his face.

Albert’s throat went dry at the sight of Sarah’s sopping wet pussy mere inches from his face. He could smell her womanly aroma and feel her heat; her shapely body nearly concealed his smaller older one beneath her. At the same time, Sarah observed his cock quickly stiffening until he was fully erect. She salivated, wanting his big cock in her mouth again.

“I hope you remember how to eat pussy, you old dog,” Sarah playfully teased.

“Heh, don’t you worry about me, sweetheart, I’m gonna eat your pussy out so well!” Albert confidently replied.

Smirking, Sarah lowered herself onto the old man’s face. “Ohhh,” she moaned, feeling his lips make contact with her slit. Before she knew it, Albert was eagerly licking and sucking on her.

Albert loved how Sarah tasted. He hungrily gulped down her leaking womanly juices, satiating his dry throat. Gripping Albert’s skinny legs, Sarah’s eyelids fluttered with pleasure. Alex rarely ate out her pussy, and even when he did, he wasn’t nearly as good as this old bastard.

Feeling Albert prodding his hips upward, Sarah glanced down to see his cock raging hard and throbbing profusely. “Whoops, sorry,” she playfully apologized. Leaving down, she wrapped her lips around his bulbous cockhead and took him down her throat with ease. Albert let out a sigh of relief feeling his cock inside Sarah’s wet mouth again.

Although a bit frantic and uncoordinated at first, Albert quickly got back into the rhythm of pussy eating. His old tongue ran up and down Sarah’s pussy lips, grazing past her clit. Sarah moaned on his cock as she skillfully bobbed her head with circular motions.

The sounds of sucking, slurping, and glucking filled the interior of the car. Albert grabbed Sarah’s soft ass and tugged her deeper into his mouth, eliciting a loud moan from her. The two were in total ecstasy. Albert was living his wildest dreams, while Sarah was high on the thrill of her taboo actions. Here she was, doing a 69 with her elderly neighbor in the back of her car with her husband sleeping upstairs. God, she was such a naughty perverted slut.

The feeling of his little wet tongue wriggling past her lips caused Sarah to writhe with pleasure. She sucked him even harder, signaling Albert to keep doing what he was doing. Albert groaned as this goddess of a woman slurped his cock. Digging deeper, he searched for her G-spot. From his experience, he knew that it should be somewhere near where his tongue was prodding.

After some further exploring, he pressed his tongue into a certain small area inside Sarah’s wet pussy. Hearing and feeling a loud moan coming from her, Albert knew that he had indeed hit the spot. He began his assault on her special place and a river of her juices started to flow into his mouth. It was hard to focus with his nostrils full of her hypnotizing aroma and the pleasure from her skillful sucking, but he persevered.

Soon, Sarah was reaching her limit. She was forced to pop her mouth from Albert’s cock to loudly moan out her carnal pleasure. “Oh fuck! Yes yes yes! Right there, Albert! Right there!” she wailed. His wet tongue assaulted her G-spot, causing her to quiver violently.

“GAH! OH MY GODDDD!” Sarah screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body. She gripped Albert’s legs as she came violently. Her juices poured directly from her quaking slit into Albert’s mouth. The old man groaned as his throat was flooded with her sweet cream. He frantically gulped down as much as he could so he could get a gasp of breath.

As her orgasm subsided, Sarah slowly lifted herself off of Albert’s face. Sliding off the seat and onto the car floor, she kneeled next to her elderly lover and snickered as he gasped for air. His wrinkly mouth was wet and slathered with her female juices.

“Hm, you’re really good at eating pussy. I guess all that experience paid off, you old pervert,” Sarah chuckled with satisfaction.

“Gah… yeah it did. Your pussy is delectable, Sarah,” Albert cheered, wiping his mouth with his arm.

Smiling, Sarah glanced over toward his crotch and saw his cock throbbing heavily into the air. “Hm, you still haven’t gotten to cum yet. Heh, sorry, why don’t I help you with that,” Sarah seductively spoke into his ear. Albert’s eyes widened with excitement.

The SUV’s suspension creaked and the sound of muffled moans echoed throughout the dark garage. Sarah’s bare feet were planted against the side window of the back seat, leaving moist imprints as Albert rutted on top of her like a wild animal. Their bodies were slick with sweat and the air was humid and steamy from their nasty fucking.

“Fuck! Sarah! Your pussy feels so good! I could fuck this forever!” Albert growled as he thrust away into the blonde’s sopping pussy.

“Mhmmm, yes! You can keep fucking this pussy whenever and wherever you like, Albert! I love getting pounded by your big old cock!” Sarah moaned in a breathy voice, licking her lips as the old man gripped her tits with his bony hands. “Keep talking that shit, Albert! Go all the way! Tell me your naughtiest and nastiest fantasies!” she begged.

Grinning deviously, Albert felt his heart thumping with anticipation and primal arousal. “You are mine, Sarah! I’m gonna keep fucking you until I knock you up!” the old man grunted. He knew Sarah was skeptical about the whole subject, but he was too horny to care.

Sarah’s eyes widened: she was startled and slightly amused at the direction of his naughty remarks. “Albert! Ah! I told you! Mhmm, I don’t want to think about that!” she exclaimed with a moaning voice. Albert shifted his grip from her perky mammaries so that he could grasp Sarah’s left leg and mount it over his shoulder.

“Augh! You say you don’t want to think about it, but we’re fucking raw again. And I don’t plan on pulling out,” Albert remarked with a smirk as he drove his cock into her needy love canal. “I think your body is trying to tell you something,” he suggested.

Sarah was torn. She kicked herself for forgetting to take any precautions again. She had intended to begin taking birth control again in anticipation of this. But it wouldn’t arrive from her doctor for another week, and condoms were definitely out of the picture. If they even made condoms big enough to fit Albert’s monster.

“Ah! Albert! Fuck… no…” she mewled. “Just pull out, okay?” The old man grunted in annoyance.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but that ain’t happening,” he declared. Sarah’s heart pounded in her chest. “This old man is really trying to get me pregnant!” she screamed to herself.

“Augh! Albert! This is wrong! No!” the blonde goddess objected, but the reality was that the pleasure from his cock was overwhelming her token resistance.

“Augh! Come on, Sarah. Why don’t you just indulge me? I know you don’t want to get pregnant. You can just take another contraceptive. So what’s the big deal?” Albert reasoned. “Let’s just give in to our natural desires. What do you young folk call it nowadays? Role play? Yeah, that,” he groaned with pleasure as he rhythmically thrust his hips.

Sarah contemplated his reasoning. She could always take a Plan B. Furthermore, it was almost time for her period, which provided a measure of extra safety. She unknowingly bit her lip as the idea of getting knocked up by Albert took over her horny mind. The wrongness of it was… undeniably arousing. And this role-play he was offering could serve as an avenue to release her carnal desires.

“Hmm… do you wanna knock up your hot neighbor?” Sarah spoke, offering an excited smile. Albert’s old eyes widened to realize that she was cooperating in their role-play.

“Augh! You’re damn right I want to knock you up,” Albert moaned as he hugged her long leg with a vice grip and intensified his fucking. A mischievous laugh escaped Sarah’s lips.

“What will my husband think of his elderly neighbor getting his wife pregnant with his baby?” she playfully cooed. She moaned loudly in rhythm with his thrusting. Albert was thoroughly enjoying how much she was immersing herself in the role-play.

“Heh, he wouldn’t think anything because he would never know! This will be our naughty secret.” Sarah grinned devilishly at his taboo words.

“Hmm, and are you okay with being a father at such an old age??” she continued, her stomach fluttering with excited arousal.

“GAH! YES!” He slammed his cock deep inside of Sarah as he gripped her long leg. “I don't care how old I am! A woman like you deserves to be impregnated. I’m surprised you haven’t had a kid yet.”

“Alex wants some, and we’ve been trying. Well, trying would be an understatement since we hardly have sex due to him being at work all the time,” Sarah replied in a breathy voice. “Hm, but I certainly won’t mind it if you assumed the responsibility of breeding my married pussy. If my husband won’t do the job, someone needs to get busy.”

Albert grinned and his faded blue eyes glinted with primal hunger. “I’m gonna breed you over and over again! You’re going to have my babies!”

Sarah’s green eyes rolled back into their sockets as the pistoning of Albert’s hips intensified. His big cock repeatedly slammed against her cervix. She began to imagine what it would be like having this old man’s kids. She pondered the possible features of what a hypothetical kid between them would look like. Would a baby look like its elderly father? Or would a baby take after its mother? As for Alex, Sarah was confident that he wouldn’t even bat an eye.

Releasing her leg, Albert leaned down and shoved his face between her soft breasts. Sarah’s legs sexily hung in the air as the old veteran pounded away at her pussy, fully committed to the fantasy of breeding his fertile young neighbor. Sarah tilted her attention down to the balding man as he eagerly sucked and licked her breasts. She bit her lip, wondering how she had gone from totally despising this old bastard, to fucking him like they were wild animals in heat.

“Mhhmm, yes! Albert! Fuck me harder, stud!” she wailed. Their breaths were hot and steamy, adding to the humidity of the air.

Reaching down, Sarah grabbed Albert’s small naked ass and assisted him with his thrusting. She kneaded and groped his bony cheeks, causing him to moan into her tits. The sounds of their heavy breathing and the wet squelching of their sexes filled the car.

His cock slid in and out of Sarah’s pussy with ease. With every thrust, she was driven deeper and deeper into ecstasy. His big juicy cock struck every sweet spot in her pussy, jolting her body with heavy waves of pleasure. The feeling of his heavy sack slapping against her ass only added to her carnal lust.

“Augh, Sarah, I’m gonna cum soon!” Albert announced. Sarah bit her lip and firmly wrapped her legs around the old man’s small waist, ensuring that he had no way to pull out. Not that he wanted to anyway.

“Yeah? Do it. Knock me up, Albert. Dump a baby in my belly. I want it. Plant your seed in my fertile pussy!” Sarah begged. Albert’s heart pounded, and his male instinct to breed went into overdrive. She knew that doing this again was ridiculously risky, but she didn’t care. She was learning that sex felt so much better when she was trying to make a baby.

Scooting himself up onto Sarah’s taller and shapelier body, Albert crouched onto the seat and folded her into a mating press. He repeatedly drove his cock deep, edging ever closer to insemination. The two howled out their carnal moans of desire as they rutted away.

“Gah! Get knocked up, bitch!” Albert roared. Planting his cock balls deep, he unleashed his virile old seed into Sarah’s fertile young uterus. The feeling of his warmth flooding her pussy ushered her into an orgasm of her own, causing her walls to milk his shaft as they eagerly sought to pull a baby from Albert’s old cock.

The unlikely lovers moaned in ecstasy as they participated in the most primal of unions. Leaning down to Sarah’s face, Albert locked lips with her and tantalized her tongue into a mutual tango.

Shooting the last of his load, Albert collapsed onto Sarah. The two had to pause their deep kissing long enough to gasp desperately for air. “Ah, I can’t wait for you to get knocked up,” Albert uttered.

Sarah ran her fingers through the few remaining wisps on his balding head and chuckled mischievously. “Hm, you’re gonna have to fuck me a few more times if you want that to happen. Are you ready to go again?” Sarah teased. Albert grinned eagerly. They were fully immersed in their naughty role-play.

“You are an insatiable woman,” he exclaimed as his cock reared up again inside of her for another round of nasty breeding.

“Mhm, it’s all thanks to you, Albert. You corrupted this quaint wife into a slut for your big cock,” Sarah spoke excitedly.

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The car’s suspension creaked heavily as Sarah rode Albert’s cock in reverse cowgirl position. She slowly turned her head and locked eyes with him as she skillfully rolled her wide child-bearing hips against his narrow pelvis.

Albert closed his bony hands around her succulent hips as her perfect ass slammed into him. His decrepit moans were like music to Sarah’s ears. “Mhmm, fuck… your cock feels so good inside of me. I love riding your old cock, Albert,” she cooed in a low throaty voice.

“Heh! How does it feel to be a perverted slut??” Albert growled, giving his blonde mate a playful spank on her right cheek, leaving a red hand mark on her skin.

“Fuuuckkk, it feels so good! I love getting my pussy pounded by a hung old bastard like you!” Sarah screamed as she rolled her hips into Albert.

Albert hungrily watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from Sarah’s tight pussy. Her walls suckled his shaft perfectly, generating mind-melting pleasure for both of them. He licked his lips, entranced by the rhythmic movements of her perfect ass. The old man was living the dream.

After long minutes of skillful riding, Sarah was suddenly shoved forward onto the center console armrest. As she lay on her belly now, Albert positioned himself behind her and rapidly mounted his goddess. Slipping back inside her soaking pussy, Albert pistoned his hips with vigor, sending Sarah into peals of delighted surprise.

Reaching forward, Albert grabbed a handful of Sarah’s blonde hair and yanked her head back. “Your body is mine! Your pussy is mine! You are mine! I don’t care that you're married. I’m going to fuck you whenever and however I want! And I’m going to breed over and over again!” the aggressive old man roared, giving her several more spanks.

“Yes! My body is yours, Albert! Hmm, I can’t wait for you to make me a mommy, and for you to be my baby daddy!” Sarah wailed with pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her skull.

Albert liked the idea of finally becoming a daddy. He wished he’d found a woman like Sarah during his more youthful days. They would have had a sizable family by now.

He continued to thrust into Sarah, causing her supple ass to reverberate. The feeling of his big cock filling and stretching out her pussy was pure ecstasy. Heavy panting and the squelching of their sexes rang in their ears. The interior reeked from their intense breeding. Sarah wondered how she was ever going to clean this stench out.

“Keep pulling my hair just like that, Daddy!” Sarah begged as she was properly dicked down.

Her calling him daddy sent Albert over the edge. “I’m gonna fucking cum soon, Sarah!” the old man announced. “I’m gonna impregnate you!” Releasing her blonde hair, Albert rested his smaller body along her back and hugged her torso.

“Yes! I’m gonna cum, too! Cum inside of me again! Plant your seed inside my adulterous married pussy! Breed me, Daddy! Make me your mommy, you old bull,” Sarah uttered in a moaning voice as Albert humped her from behind. The feeling of his cock throbbing inside of her made her eyelids flutter in pleasure.

With one final thrust, Albert came once more, spewing his virile seed deep inside her fertile pussy. Sarah’s glazed eyes flickered as her climax tore through her body. The two moaned in pure bliss as they climaxed together in their depraved union.

-

After an unknown amount of time, Sarah and Albert stepped out of the car. The robes in which they had arrived were loosely draped upon their bodies, leaving an ungodly mess behind them. They had fucked all over every inch of Sarah’s car. In the driver’s seat, the front passenger seat, and the trunk. They had slathered their sweat and other bodily fluids across almost every surface of the interior.

The two debauched lovers were utterly exhausted from the amount of mating they had undertaken. Sarah sighed, knowing that she was going to have to wake up early and thoroughly clean the car. More importantly, there was every chance that Albert might have knocked her up with the amount of cum he pumped inside of her. But she was too tired to ponder that right now. Checking the time on her phone, her exhausted eyes widened with the realization that it was almost five in the morning.

Ushering Albert to the side door, she braced her hip and gave him a satisfied smile. “Hmm, that was something, wasn’t it Albert? Was all that waiting worth it?” she playfully inquired, adjusting her robe over her shoulder.

Albert showed a mischievous grin and nodded. “Hehe, yes! I’m gonna sleep great tonight, that’s for sure.” Sarah wished she could say the same, but she had to get some major cleaning done for the sake of caution.

“Heh, that was some pretty fun role-play, don’t you think?” he added. Sarah smirked and nodded abashedly. “Sex just feels so much better when you’re trying to make a baby,” Albert teased her provocatively.

“Hm, I agree,” Sarah hummed. She had thoroughly enjoyed their pretend breeding, and she wanted to do some more of that the next time they linked up. “But I think you should get running along now. My husband will be up soon,” the blonde goddess declared. Then leaning down to his ear she whispered, “My hung elderly daddy…”

Giving Albert an affectionate kiss on the lips, she playfully pushed him out of her garage and promptly closed the door behind him. The sly old man stretched his arms out into the cool early morning air before striding triumphantly back to his home…