Irene
at least he could spell and pronounce her
first name
her last name was Polish and
filled with consonant fouled by one or
two vowels
Irene had huge tits
a stout body
hips
country voluptuous
shed never be skinny
he met her at the park district swimming
pool
they were introduced by friends becauseyahwell they were Polish
they supposed that was a reason
it tickled them
Irenes swimsuit was a two piece
that she had sewn a complementary fabric into its top that fell over and secreted
her belly
she didnt like her tummy
he did
she didnt like it that he did
he found that the more attention he
paid to her tummy the more she was prone to entice him with her breasts
which he didnt mind
either
after a couplethree meeting they lost the other kids and made a habit of working their way to a shallow corner of the pool
he liked that she cornered him
hed squatshed stoop favoured him with an expansive view down her
top
eventually shed squat too until
the water lapped at her throat
in this akin posture she let him feelup
her tits he tugged her nipples she bit
her lip
he wanted to kiss her
she wanted to kiss him
but kissing wasnt missed by the
lifeguards and theyd be whistledpointed at and removed from the water ten minutes
Irene would stand up
hed stand
theyd talk mindlessly
then theyd do it againit went on
the rest of the afternoon unless the others found them
it went on like that for three
weeks when they happened to be at the pool at the same time
they never set dates to be there
it was more exciting that way
three times in a row they
happened to meet
when Irene squatted so
he could feelup her tits he pulled his cock out of his suit and
put her hand on it
her eyes bugged
her eyes bugged
then they softened
he squeezed her tits
she squeezed his cock
he tugged her nipples
she tugged his cock
a squeeze
squeeze
a tug
tug
he became frenetic squeezedtugged
she squeezedtugged in a frenzy of
her own she bit her liptheir eyes bore
into the others
he pinchedshe YELPed in her throat kept tuggingtugging
then suddenlybroke began to standmaybe she remembered where
they were he barely got his hands off her so they wouldnt be revealed
in a trembling voice she said You came.
I did he croaked
they looked
they could see pale streamers
swirl between them
OhMy Irene said she was as hoarse as he Next time we do this outside the pool.
they did numerous times
they didnt make it back into the
pool again
he never learned how to spell her
last name
he did however carve Joe + Irene
inside a heart on a tree trunk near the swimming pool
she laughed and blushed when he showed
her
one evening when they met to play
she wanted to wander pass their carving
he laughed he might have blushed
Irene carved the inklings of a stalk above his blunt heart
Looks phallic, huh? she cooed
Yes I like it You did a great job
I did it because this ain’t
love.
No Its not
No. It isn’t.
Its lust
Definitely. Lust.
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Thursday, 20 2. 20
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