1. The Legendary Mrs. Olsen


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    very competitive. One of you was the quarterback, one was the tight-end, and you won the last game in high school by a long pass. You’re still arguing if it was a better pass or a better catch. Am I getting any of this right?” “Close enough,” Curt conceded, “We met as freshmen, and the sport was basketball. He was a guard, I was a forward. In the last seconds of the conference championship, I blocked a shot hard, he picked it up at mid-court, went to the basket and made an easy lay up.” “Yeah, right!” Tom interrupted, "there was a guy right on top of me, and I had to shoot the ball left handed.” They looked at each other, the way guys who are trying to be macho always do, and then Tom asked her, “Got more?” “Sure. You went to different colleges, and that way when the two schools played you could irritate each other. You still go to the games. Right?” “I went to St. Cloud, he stayed at home at Metropolitan. Yeah.” “One of you, I don’t know which, got a job at your firm and brought the other one in.” “It was me,” Tom admitted. “And, Curt, you’re going through a rough time. Girl trouble? Got dumped?” “Worse, divorce.” “Oh, I’m so sorry,” Gayle commiserated, laying a hand on his arm. She honestly didn’t know if it was meant to be suggestive or not. “Bad?” “Pretty bad. Tom’s right, she keeps screwing around with my head. But I’ve had it with her, it’ll be final next month, and I’m moving on.” “Sure you are,” Tom interjected, a little spitefully. “He hasn’t made it with any ...
    other girl so far, and the bitch is setting new world fucking records.” “I’ll be on my way pretty soon,” Curt insisted, and Gayle agreed, “Yes, you will. You’ll be fine. And once the girls find out you’re okay, you’ll be up to your neck in them.” Curt smiled at her in disbelief, and she reminded him, “Remember, I’m a psychic.” The conversation moved on. Gayle shared with them a few details of her life, that she had a husband and daughter, a little of her upbringing. They tried to guess her age, Curt missed her true age of forty-six by only a year, Tom underbid by nearly a decade. When Gayle was offered a third drink, she accepted. Forty-five minutes later, when the threesome was comfortable, Tom broke into it with, “So, Gayle, do you ever fool around?” He didn’t know what her reaction would be, she might throw the drink in his face, but there’s the old adage that if you don’t ask... Gayle just smiled, let a wistful mien cover her face, sighed, and then replied, “Of course not. I’m a Sunday School teacher.” She knew, at least, the last part was true, and if you kept it to the past fourteen months, the first part was, as well. “But you do, Tom, and you’re quite successful at it, aren’t you?” Without waiting for a reply, she turned to Curt. “How about you? Before you got married, I’ll bet you got your share.” “Enough,” Curt agreed. The conversation paused, Tom was at a loss. If Curt hadn’t been there, he figured it would be like shooting ducks in a barrel. But she seemed to prefer ...
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