Mrs. Murphy, his first MILF, Part one

Mrs. Murphy, his first MILF, Part one Mrs. Murphy, his first MILF, Part one

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

After twelve years of being neighbors, they spend a clean and dirty afternoon together.

Summary

After twelve years of being neighbors, they spend a clean and dirty afternoon together.

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Submitted: June 04, 2015

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Submitted: June 04, 2015

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James was home from college. After a good nights sleep his first night back, there was a note on the unoccupied breakfast table. 'James, Sally Murphy wants to talk to you'.

He knew the Murphys well. They had moved into the neighborhood when he was sixteen. Al and Sally were the parents of two daughters, Marcie and Carrie. Marcie was in the same level at school and they walked to school often and had dated many times. Their dates were more booty calls than dates. They would often get a dinner of fast food and return to a spot about 4 houses down from hers and eat and then make out and fuck like the sex crazed teenagers they were.

He sauntered down to the Murphy's house and knocked. “Hi, Mrs. Murphy. I got a note you wanted to talk to me.”

A window opened and he heard Sally say, “The key is where it's always been. Let yourself in. I'm sweating to the oldies right now. Make yourself at home. You know where everything is.”

He struggled with the key but to no avail.

She emerged from her activities and asked," Where are you, James?”

“Outside. The key won't work.”

She opened the door to see him holding the old, corroded key.

“Oops,” she said. I'll have to get another one made as soon as I can. Marcie and Carrie will be coming home in about a month for the summer. I'd get it today but Al has the car.”

“We can get a key made today. I've got my mom's minivan. That way it would be out of your mind.”

“If you don't mind, I'd appreciate that. I should get a shower first.”

“It doesn't require one. Its a short trip.”

“I guess so. I can get one later and take my time. I'll get changed and I'll be right out.”

“I'll get the minivan.”

“Meet you there.”

In the van, she said, “I really do appreciate thoughtfulness.”

“You're welcome. Its my pleasure to help my favorite neighbor.”

“Your favorite? What about Marcie? You two went out a lot. If you want to hookup with her again, I think you'd make a fine  boyfriend or husband for her. I would enjoy having you around.”

“I'd like to. Would you mind being my favorite neighbor who is a great mother?”

“Not a bit!”

“Here's the locksmith. I can take it in for you.”

“Thanks. Have two made.”

“Okay.”

It only took about 5 minutes. “Here you go, Mrs. Murphy. We'll try them when we get you back home.”

Please don't call me Mrs. Murphy. You're a grown man now and a law school graduate. Call me Sally, please.”

“Okay Sally. I guess Mrs. Murphy was out of habit. I won't let it happen again, Sally Murphy. Let's get you home for that shower.”

“Tell me about college, James. I would have thought a handsome man like you would have brought home a wife or fiancee. You did date. Girls, I mean.”

“Oh yeah. I dated a woman named Marie. She was another law school student and had an apartment off campus. It was mostly physical. We talked but we knew nothing could come of it. She told me she was engaged when I met her and she didn't want to be without a man since her fiance was on a research trip to Africa  that would last as long as she  was in law school. When graduation was near, we both thought we should get on with our separate lives. I learned a lot from her. She once said, 'You have good slow hands. Take your time and women will love you for it. You're home again, by the way.”

“I'm not altogether surprised to hear that. I know what you and Marcie were up to on your dates when you parked down the street. That acorn didn't fall far from very far from the slut tree.”

He paused a moment and said, “That would make you Sally the Slut. In fact, you'd be Sally the Queen Slut.”

“Exactly.”

He lightly nibbled her earlobe.

“Oh my. That feels soo fucking good! I think its shower time. Join me? I'll need someone to wash my back.” She dashed off with her new keys and thoughts of an afternoon with him and more ear nibbling.

 

 

 

 

 

 


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