Mrs. Wing's Guest House

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Dale Magruder, age 42, 6-3 tall, ex football player, still active.
Brown hair, cut short, brown eyes.

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They said it was not a hurricane, but I knew better, that fucking wind ripped away my shingles, took the whole damned roof off, and the side wall, bringing it down on the garage. It was a good thing that my late wife Tanya had a thing about insurance. I suppose it was because she had lived through a couple of tornadoes as a girl. Anyway, we was well covered, and I thanked the Lord, and Tanya of course, it was just that we had no place to stay.

All credit to the insurance company though, their guy Brad had fixed up for me and my son Jake to go stay in a gueat house on the edge of town. Said it would take about 2 months to fix up the house an all. Not only that, but it would all be free, the insurance company was paying, which suited me down to the ground.

So we got in the pickup, and drove over to this here guest house. Brad said the woman who ran it was a Mrs Wing, and that she was OK.
Then again, what was OK to him.... ya know?

We stood on the porch, me and my boy, and I rang the bell.
 
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Jake Magruder, age 19, 6-1 tall, followed in Dad’s footsteps playing football and added gymnastics to the mix. Brown hair, a little on the shaggy side and mom’s green eyes. Working construction, college didn’t seem to be part of the plan.

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It seemed like just another stroke of bad luck for Dad me. Since Mom died, we just never had the chance to stay above water, one thing after another and now our house was trashed by the hurricane. At least we had each other, that’s what Dad always said. He was right you know, we did get along well and even at the age of 19 I didn’t mind living with him.

I wasn’t so sure what the new arrangement would be like though. I mean it was a guest house but would there be any privacy? We both worked all day so there wouldn’t be much time spent at the house, but I wasn’t sure if I’d get my own room or have to share with Dad which would definitely crimp both our lifestyles. Then again, I doubted either of us would have a chance to bring a lady home to the Guest House. If we each had a room at least I could jerk off when I felt like it, if that wasn’t in the cards my only release was going to be shower time.

I’m not sure about Dad but I was nervous as we stood on the porch and waited for Mrs. Wing to answer the door.
 
Nicole Wing, age 46, 5'8, breast size 32c, long dark hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin.

Admiring myself in the mirror, I wore nothing but a black bra and thong, revealing my entire body, toned and slim. I ran my hands over my breasts, savoring the feel. When would someone else get to enjoy my body? My last lover was a 22 year old recent college grad, and he had been most...unsatisfying.

The doorbell rang, jolting me. I quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a black tank top, then rushed downstairs and opened the door.
 
"Oh my" I thought as she opened the door, for she was CUTE, very cute indeed, I stepped toward her, holding out my hand.

"Mrs Wing? I am Dale Magruder, and this is my boy Jake. I believe that we are staying here in your hotel place, until the house is all fixed up again, Is that right Ma`am?"

I reckoned she was about my age, and that she had looked after herself too, she was a stunner, what the young guys called a MILF these days, and I would be damned if she wasnt one. I would certainly like to anyways.
 
"Hi, Mr. Magruder," I answered, shaking the newcomer's hand. "I'm Mrs. Wing...well, I was, I mean, I'm not married or anything, I divorced twenty years ago, but I...uh..."

I felt myself turn red. What was I doing? I was looking desperate in front of this very handsome man. Speaking of which, was he married? He had a son.

"Anyway, you can just call me Nicole," I finally offered, trying to recover from my embarrassment. Turning to face the son, I added, "And I'm pleased to meet you, Jake..."

I gasped at the sight. Dale had referred to him as a "boy", but this was a man! My breasts suddenly felt constricted, my nipples hardened, and I felt overwhelmed as I stared at this sexy young man. A handsome man my own age, and a gorgeous young stud show up on my doorstep, on the same day? And they were father and son? This was incredible.
 
"Anyway, you can just call me Nicole, and I'm pleased to meet you, Jake..."

She was even cuter close up, and it had been a while, but I stopped myself then, she was probably a very respectable woman, and here I was thinking lewd things about her.

"Why thank you Nicole, and you can call me Dale, most folks do. I know that tornado took out half the house, but we was luckier than most. At least my late wife had the sense to get good insurance, and now the place is getting fixed, Take a couple of months they reckon though, so we will be here for a while."

I stepped closer as she turned to go inside.

I know I called Jake muy boy, but as you can see he aint no boy. So if possible can we have two rooms, a single for Jake. And I know it is a little quirky, but I kinda like a double bed, you know, space to move, and relax. And as the insurance company is paying, then why not I say."
 
Shit, she's hot was my initial thought when she opened the door. I wouldn't mind getting in her pants. I could feel my cock thickening as she introduced herself.

Once inside her place, my dad requested two rooms, perfectly understandable and entirely what I had expected. Why, though, did he ask for a single for me? Hell, I was as big as him, needed just as much space, and certainly was no boy any longer.

My thoughts continued to dream up sexy scenarios that might get me into this ladies bed. She certainly looked as if she could enjoy a good fuck and the way she gazed at me, giving my body the once over, I wondered if my chances might have just increased.
 
I led the two hot guys into the house. I could feel their eyes on my back, and I wondered nervously what they were thinking. Were they checking me out? Thinking critical thoughts, or sexy ones?

It doesn't matter, Nicole, I thought to myself. They're guests, and you're the hostess. Dale lost his wife, and you've got to be over twice Jason's age. Hell, he probably has a sexy cheerleader girlfriend, anyway.

"Your rooms are just down the hall," I said, pointing. "There's one with a double bed on the left for you, Dale. Jake, you can have the room on the right. I'm in the room upstairs."

No sooner had I said that then I felt my cheeks flush red again. What was that supposed to be, an invitation?
 
As we walked down the hallway, I watched her ass, just as I was sure that Jake was doing too. She was certainly swinging it, and I just knew it was for our benefit, or at least one of us anyway.

"There's one with a double bed on the left for you, Dale. Jake, you can have the room on the right. I'm in the room upstairs."


So, she was upstairs was she? Was that an invite for some time in the future? Or a slip of the tongue?
Whichever it was, I thought I might tease her a little to see how she responded.

"Thank you kindly Mrs Wing, I am sure that the rooms will be fine, and it is nice to know where you will be, should I need you some night, to speak to of course, if there is a problem of any kind."

I smiled at her, noting that she was already blushing anyway.

"So I guess it is OK if we go get our clothes and stuff, and move them in? Oh tes, one more thing, do the rooms have a bathroom connected, or do we all use the same one?"
 
“The same,” Mrs. Wing said so matter of fact it was clear she had already thought about it.

Mrs. Wing blush was what gave it away, as she explained the bathroom was down the hall and we’d have to share. I really think she was rather fond of the fact she might catch a glimpse of us naked travelling from bedroom to bath. Dad and I had shared many a bathrooms so I knew it’d be no big deal for us and hey, if she wanted a show, a show I’d give her, with or without Dad showing what he had to offer.

We’ve had worse circumstance so the idea of having to share a bathroom with each other wasn’t such a big deal. Dad was in his boxers, leaning over the counter shaving when I slid the shower curtain just enough to expose my face.

“Just so ya know, I’m gonna empty my balls tonight and for once it won’t be with my hands on my dick. I plan on tapping the lovely Mrs. Wing. It might be a result of her luscious lips and wet mouth, and preferably it will be a result of sliding inside her slick wet cunt. Either way, Dad, it isn’t gonna be yet another night of resorting to hand action. You can be in or out, I don’t give a shit, but, I gotta say, she’s as ripe for some action as we’re ever gonna find.

I slid the shower curtain back to separate me from my Dad. Grabbing hold of the soap I washed my body making sure to use the bar as lubricant to get myself thick and aroused. Before becoming erect I stopped. I was more than willing to wait on what felt good until I was receiving the pleasure I knew Mrs. Wing was willing to provide.

“I’m in”…in two simple words he let me know just where I stand as only Dads can do.

I finished cleansing my body and wrapped the towel around my waist. Don’t’ get me wrong, I knew my place in life. If Dad wanted to fuck her, there was no question he would have her before me. Hell, I wasn’t so particular these days; a warm wet sloppy blow job would do me wonders.

The one thing I did have over my Dad was the fact I was out of the shower and he had yet to step in. After drying myself I slipped on a pair of cut off sweats, not bothering to tie the strings so the wais hung upon my hips just right.

Mrs. Wing was sitting on the sofa of her Living Room when I entered trying my best not to smirk. I stifled my want to blurt out, “Mrs. Wing you are so headed towards a night of unbridled sex that you’ll so get off on”

“My Dad said he’d be right down, can I get you a drink or glass of wine?”
 
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I sat on the couch, my head spinning. What was going on here? I was no stranger to sex. Men of all ages had been attracted to me for all my life, and I had bedded quite a few of them in my time. I knew how to handle them all, from the older ones, with the experience and talent, to the younger ones, who made up for their inexperience with sheer stamina and youthful sexual energy. These two guys shouldn't have meant anything to me.

But they did. And I didn't know why.

"My Dad said he’d be right down, can I get you a drink or glass of wine?”

I snapped out of my thoughts. God, yes, I would love some wine.

"Oh, yes! Yes!" I blurted, sounding more desperate than I would have liked. "If you would be so kind..."
 
I was not surprised by Jake`s comments, or his plan to fuck Mrs Wing, at his age, I had been the same., And he had asked if I was in?

I mean comeon Jake, do bears shit in the woods?

I took my time getting ready, there was no rush, and I knew that dinner was still a good half hour away, when I finally joined Jake and Mrs Wing in her living room. They bot had a glass of wine, and were chatting amicably. I was pleased to see that jake was showing at least a little patience, in his determination to get us both into her panties.

I decided aginst any alcohol just yet, instead, choosing a bottle of 7up to settle my thirst.

"Might I ask Ma`am, what you would prefer that we call you? Mrs Wing, or maybe a christian name? Especially as you are going to have us for a few weeks, staying here I mean. And did you always have this place here Mrs Wing?"

She was smiling already, and I figured that she would loosen up real easy when the time came.
 
"Nicole is fine, Dale," I answered, smiling at him. "Calling me 'Mrs.' makes me feel old. Anyway, I divorced a long time ago. I haven't really been lucky in love since."

This gave me an idea. "And what about the two of you? Any girlfriends for either of you, people I should watch out for showing up here?"
 
"And what about the two of you? Any girlfriends for either of you, people I should watch out for showing up here?"


I smiled at her, for two reasons, one was to keep it nice and friendly, and the other reason was that I knew exactly what she was doing. If either of us had no ties, then we were a possible lover, or even just a fuck buddy.
I looked her over before I answered, and nodded appreciatively. If Jake could play this game, then so could his father.

"Speaking for my self Nicole, my wife Tanya, Jakes Mom, was killed by a drunk driver five years back. And since then, well, I had the boy to raise an all. Didnt have no time for relationships as such. But I wish I had ya know? It gets real lonely sometimes, as I am sure you will appreciate, being divorced an all Nicole."
 
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"Uh, no ma'am, I don't have a girl right now. You don't see many ladies at the construction site where I work, and the ones you do aren't exactly my type." Jake said with a grin as he took another sip of wine.

Jake's hormones were raging and his cock was aching to be touched. He hated this part, the part of courting and flirting. He wasn't very good at it and really just wanted to get naked with the lovely Mrs. Wing.
 
Dale Magruder

I could see that Jake was a little uncomfortable with the chit chat, he was more used to doing this in clubs, with pounding music and alcohol flowing.
I looked at Nicole, she certainly had looked after herself, her ass was firm, as indeed were her tits, I had no doubts about them at all. It had been a while since I had eaten out a woman as fit as her, and God was I ready, but, such things cannot be eushed. As Jake was discovering with a lady this refined, it was not just wham bam thank you ma`am.

"Might I ask Nicole, what we will be eating tonight? Becuase if what you lay before is only half as beautiful as you are Nicole, then we are in for a treat, aren`t we Jake?"
 
"Oh, uh..." I stammered, "Well, I wasn't expecting guests until your insurance company called me. I hadn't been planning on cooking anything..."

I felt myself blush again, as they both gazed at me. They were both attracted to me, I was sure now. I wondered briefly about trying to make a play for Dale. Maybe if he and I stayed up when Jake went to bed, something could happen...?
 
Dale Magruder

Nicole`s word did surprise me at first.

"Oh, uh.......Well, I wasn't expecting guests until your insurance company called me. I hadn't been planning on cooking anything..."


It was understandable though, and I could also sense her embarassment. To own a guest house, and not prepare dinner for her guests was in some ways unforgiveable. But maybe it was simpler than that, if guests were few and far between, then it would indeed be a rare occasion to have to cook for them.

I touched her arm lighlty, almost caressing it, as if it were an initialsoft caress of her breast, and spoke to her.

"It is OK Nicole, it really is, this was very short notice, I undercstand that. What if you and I order in a pizza, coz if I know my boy Jake, he will want a steak at least, not to mention potatoes. How does that sound? Nicole? Jake? Do we have a plan or what?"
 
"Uh...well, Dad I was kinda planning on meeting up with the guys tonight. I can grab a burger with them, that is, if it's okay with you Nicole." Jake said doing his best to smile even while being disappointed.

It appeared clear that I wasn't going to get anywhere quickly with the lovely lady. Dad was making sure he'd be the first to get things going if anything were going to happen at all. Nicole was making all the right moves and gestures to show her interest in both of them, but maybe she just wasn't sure of how to get things started.

Frustrated and hungry I decided I might as well head out for awhile, who knows, I might find some willing pussy at the bar anyway. If not, Nicole would always be here when I returned.

"I mean, I don't want to be rude and I know we just arrived. I won't be out late and if I am, I'll do my best to be extra quiet when I return."
 
"I mean, I don't want to be rude and I know we just arrived. I won't be out late and if I am, I'll do my best to be extra quiet when I return."

"You have fun Jake, and I am sure that all your buddies will wanna hear about this new place. And dont worry about being late or anything son, we were all young once you, we do understand."

I nodded as he left, letting him know I understood, and that I would be happy for him to try and bed Nicole, when the opportunity arose.

I turned to Nicole, and took her hand before speaking.

"Now then lovely lady, I know this great Italian Pizza place, and they deliver too, which makes life a lot easier. So you choose the pizza, and then I can order it for us, my treat. Oh yes, do you have any wine? Then we can drink a toast to our time here, with you?"

What I was thinking though, that was little different, as I looked at her tits, and tight little ass. I was having visions of sucking on those beautiful orbs, and then bending her over, doggy style. Troubble was, my cock was reading my thoughts.

I smiled at her.

"Well Nicole, what do you reckon?"
 
(OOC: Sorry, serious writer's block right now. Could you two please just make another couple of posts while I try to think?)
 
"Actually..." I stalled, "I'm not really feeling all that hungry tonight. You can order a pizza yourself if you like, but I'll be fine with just wine."

I walked past Dale to get the bottle, my breasts brushing up against his chest.
 
"Actually...I'm not really feeling all that hungry tonight. You can order a pizza yourself if you like, but I'll be fine with just wine."

I smiled at her as she pushed past me, not failing to notice the deliberate move with her ample bosom. That told me that she was hungry, but not for food. I caught her arm, before her breasts could escape so to speak. Turning so that my growing bulge was nudging her thigh before I spoke.
My voice soft and gentle now.

"That is fine Nicole, I ate at noon anyway, and I am happy to share a bottle or two with you."

I moved my head, my lips almost grazing her ear as I said

"Nothing completes an evening like a full bodied wine, and a beautiful woman to share it with Nicole."

I let go of her arm, and patted her butt lightly, before following her out of the room.

"Do you need any help, opening the bottle, or getting the glasses?"
 
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