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” … and when you are 90 and I am 60, we’ll swap stories…”

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“That Studebaker sure looks good sitting in my driveway, Elmer.”

Jeri was envisioning herself as the hood ornament and she shot Elmer a bold red lipsticked smile.

The inspection of his new dual tone grey 1949 hardtop coupe was completely forgotten as a familiar twinge grabbed Elmer directly in the center of his trousers.

He couldn’t help but grin back at her,  “Come over here, Sweetheart… I’ll show you what looks good parked in your driveway.”  He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her back and squeezing her tight against his body.  Tight enough that she could feel the firm bulge occupying the crotch of his pants.

“Elmer,”  Jeri exhaled, her peppermint whisper brushing his cheek like a feather.

“I want you right now, Doll.”  Elmer breathed hotly in her ear sending tingles shimmying down her spine as his hips rocked into hers.

“GERALDINE!”  The demanding shriek crossed the yard like a runaway freight train and crashed into the embracing couple standing in the driveway.

“Oh, shit.. Mother is calling.”  Jeri pulled reluctantly from Elmer’s arms and turned towards the house.  “Will I see you later?” she called glancing over her shoulder.

“You bet, Sweetheart, I’ll be back at 7 to pick you up.  Dress for adventure, if you know what I mean.”   His sideways, quirky smile could not disguise his malevolent intent;  she knew EXACTLY what he meant.

Seven o’clock sharp, Elmer rolled into Jeri’s drive, gravel crunching under white walled tires.  She jumped down from the porch and ran to his car.  Elmer got out, crossing his arms over his broad chest and admired Jeri’s long tan legs boldly jutting out of her tight blue shorts.

She nearly knocked him off balance as she raced to his embrace.  He grabbed the silk kerchief she had tied around her neck and pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss.

“Perfect accessory, Sweetheart,” he smirked, fingering the gaily colored fabric and eyeing the bright red beaded earrings clipped onto Jeri’s lobes.

“Thank you, Elmer,” she giggled as they walked to the passenger side of the car.

Always the gentleman, Elmer held the door open for Jeri until she slid in, taking one more glance at her legs before closing it.  Shaking his head and sauntering around the Studebaker’s hood to the drivers side, Elmer slid behind the wheel.  “Damn woman, those are some great gams you’ve got.”  He surreptitiously adjusted his expanding family jewels.

Cranking the key, Elmer tilted his blonde curls west.  “Thought we’d go right down to the park tonight.  There’s a spot under the roller coaster where we can picnic.”

Goosebumps rose on Jeri’s arms as she nodded her agreement, not trusting her voice.  She knew what kind of picnic Elmer had in mind and her pussy clenched in anticipation.

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Walking hand in hand through the grove of trees; Elmer burdened with a large wicker basket, Jeri carrying the red and white checkerboard tablecloth, they looked every bit the part of the two star struck lovers they were.   They strode past the carousel and ventured towards the roller coaster as Jeri’s stomach did flip-flops.  She didn’t know why she was so nervous, but she felt an electricity in the air, like something amazing was about to happen and it was making the hair on her arms stand on end.

Just past the skee ball, Elmer pulled Jeri off the path and led her under the sturdy wood structure of the roller coaster.  He put the basket down and lifting the hinged lid, pulled a thick grey wool army blanket from its nest of wicker and snapped it open, letting it float fully to the ground.  It fit perfectly between the wood struts of the coaster that were rooted firmly in the dark brown earth.

“That looks quite the 4-poster bed Elmer, don’t you think?”  Jeri’s comment drew a soft chuckle from Elmer as he took the checkered tablecloth from her arms and snapped it into place on top of the grey blanket.  Then gallantly extending his hand, he helped her to sit on the makeshift bed.

He was on his knees, spanning her hips in an instant.  His mouth, insistent on hers as he lowered her gently on to her back.  “God, you’re delicious Sweetheart… you taste like oranges and cranberry.”

She wrapped her arms around his thick neck, pulling him closer.  But Elmer reached for her wrists and clasping them in one hand, extended her arms above her head.  A wicked thrill rushed Jeri’s senses and a gasp escaped her ruby red lips as Elmer expertly loosened her neckerchief with his other hand. 

“This should keep those hands out of trouble,” Elmer declared, flashing his mischievous sideways grin as he tied the scarf around her wrists and pulled it  into a tight knot.  Reaching across Jeri’s body and over to the picnic basket, Elmer retrieved a length of rope and looped it through her restrained wrists.

Scooting on his knees, crotch dangling above Jeri’s face, Elmer stretched to fasten the rope to one of the coaster struts.  Jeri tried to lift her head and playfully bite Elmer between his legs, but he had deftly finished his task and was hovering over her body once again.

“Boy Scout, were we?” Jeri teased.

“You bet, Sweetheart.  You couldn’t get out of that knot if you wanted to.”

Jeri didn’t even try.

“Oh, Miss Fink… are you out there?” Elmer called into the air.

Jeri quizzically turned her head in the direction of rustling leaves.  “Larue?  What on earth are you doing here?”

Larue knelt beside Jeri and touched her softly on the cheek.  “You flush such a beautiful shade of pink, Sweetheart,” she said, bending down to kiss her lips.  Jeri hesitated for merely a second before responding to the woman’s soft mouth on hers.

Elmer’s farm roughened hands slid under Jeri’s blouse and fondled her hardened bra clad nipples.  Moans rumbling into Larue’s warm mouth, Jeri arched her back, straining for greater contact.  Her stretched and bound arms were the only thing stopping her from undoing her buttons and revealing her breasts to Elmer’s touch.

Larue lifted her mouth from Jeri’s, pausing to look into her sky blue eyes before she focused on unbuttoning Jeri’s top.  Elmer claimed her mouth immediately, tasting the fire of Larue’s kiss on Jeri’s lips.  His tongue circled hers with a fervor normally reserved for between her legs, but Jeri wasn’t about to complain.  She was enthralled with the situation she was in.  It had always been a fantasy of hers to be in a ménage à trois.  And here she was… with the most popular man in their crowd and the most sought after woman in town.

Elmer paused in his kisses to remove one of Jeri’s clip-on earrings.  “Here, Larue… snap this on Sweetheart’s nipple.”

“My pleasure Elmer,” Larue purred, taking the beaded piece of jewelry from his hand.

Jeri hissed at the searing pain that shot through her as Larue obliged Elmer’s instruction.  But the immediate touch of Larue’s hot lips on Jeri’s breast soon pushed her pain into pleasure.

Jeri wriggled against her bonds as Elmer and Larue caressed her body with their hands, lips and tongues.  It was soon more than Jeri could handle and the heat of passion flooded her panties.  She cried out as a shuddering climax soared through her body and she strained her wrists against the cutting ropes, pain and pleasure again mixing.

She had never experienced an orgasm without her cunt being stimulated and she was thrilled by the fact it happened.  She looked up into Elmer’s dark eyes.

“Feel good, Sweetheart?”

“Mmmm, yes… it did.”

Larue crawled up Jeri’s body and nestled under her chin, nudging Elmer to the side.  “Just wait, Sweetheart… this is only the beginning,” she whispered as she slowly slid back down her body, taking Jeri’s shorts and panties with her.

Elmer grasped one of Jeri’s ankles firmly, spreading her legs wide.  He was already reaching back into the picnic basket for more rope as Larue settled her face between Jeri’s sexy legs.

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Sweetheart’s Usual

3 ounces Vodka

Orange Juice

Cranberry Juice

Fill a tall glass with ice.  Add vodka.  Pour orange juice until glass is 3/4 full.  Top with cranberry juice.  Stir well.

Enjoy!

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