The Benefit of a Storm
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The Benefit of a Stormby Jena121© A dark and heavy cloud had hovered for days, although patches of sunlight appeared spontaneously through the short breaks. A pile of washing begging for me to attend can wait for now. What the hell it’s Saturday, time for a coffee and read up on what’s news…. I glance at the wall clock, and surprise myself by seeing that the morning is almost over, the dark skies disguising the time. Hell! I’d better get a move on or I won’t get my housework done by this time next week. Gathering up my dirty washing, I drop a load into the machine and a crack of thunder shakes the house, followed by several more. It seems that the storm has finally broken. A flash of lightning casts eerie shadows on the walls and then the çankaya escort heavens open up with a torrent of heavy rain. I add detergent and press start. The washing machine continues on its merry way. I get out the vacuum and start in the lounge, moving furniture aside as I go. A loud boom of thunder followed closely by lightning takes out my power leaving me with a full wash and no lights…. . I reset my circuit breaker; I had power, but the storm had damaged my washing machine. Grabbing my torch, I clamor for the local directory and find the number for the nearest repairman. Ringing the number a recorded message said that they were extremely busy and to leave a brief message keçiören escort and they would attend as soon as possible and apologized for the inconvenience. Leaving my message I quickly tidied up and hopped into a hot soaking bath. Laying there I drifted off into a fantasy. It had been three years since that rotten mongrel of a boyfriend had left me. The bastard, he even had the front to fuck me just before he left. God, I miss his fucking. I look at my body lying there, not bad for sixty three I thought. My tits not quite firm, but not as saggy as the bitch he left me for. I touch a nipple and instantly it arouses itself, my hand gently squeezes the firmness. I feel so good with etimesgut escort myself. Taking a sip from my wine glass I lay back, I’m feeling rather sexy, my pussy poking its hairy bush through the water, my breasts excited by my touch. My index finger reaches downward feeling for my already stimulated clitoris and long soft strokes arch my back and curl up my toes to a very satisfying orgasm. I lay there for the best part of an hour, the water becoming a little cold. Drying off I reach for my housecoat and in doing so, hear a knock on the front door. Hurriedly I rush to open it, neglecting to fasten my gown. “Hello, my name’s Terry I’m here to look at your washing machine” I introduce myself as Jean, making comment about the weather as we walk through to the kitchen. “Like a coffee?” “Love one thanks” Sitting drinking our coffees I notice Terry being a little restless, glancing at me and then looking away. Strange? I thought. I gathered the cups and in doing so, not realizing my gown wasn’t fastened, my breast fell out complete and was exposed to Terry’s staring eyes.
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