The Garage Sale (by Grey Beard)

Ever since my ex-wife moved out of the house ( I got the house and the dog and
she got almost everything else ) I have been going to garage sales. It is a
great way to rebuild, and an even better way to meet people. One Thursday, I had
an unexpected day off,so I stopped at a house with a For Sale sign out front. I
found a few kitchen items, and was paying for them when the two attractive women
sitting at a card table, who appeared to be in their early 40's spotted the
white band on my otherwise tanned left hand. The blue eyed blonde smiled and
said to her brown eyed friend " Hmmm... looks like someone is starting over ".I
just turned 60, and a woman in her 40's is mature enough to be interesting and
still young enough to be exciting, so I said " yes, but I am learning that being
pleasantly single again does require learning a few new tricks and finding ways
to replace old habits. "

In that half darkened garage, those brown eyes just locked on to mine and after
an awkward silence, she said " it always goes better if you have a teacher ".
That was when I noticed that her left had was also bare. Then she blushed, and
her friend said " Susan, maybe the gentlemen would be interested in some of the
furniture that we didn't have time to haul out into the garage ". Then she
smiled and said " take your time, if you are not back by 5, I'll just lock up ".

Thinking that this might be an opportunity that does not happen very often, I
said " well, yes, I did lose about half of the furniture in the settlement ". A
few more people had arrived and Susan said " follow the walk around the side of
the house, and I'll meet you at the front door". No sooner had I gotten inside
when she reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck and our lips met, our
mouths opened and our tongues danced. When we game up for air, she whispered " I
think there is a bed in the guest room that might interest you". She took my
hand and led me down the hall, and she said. " when our son started playing the
drums, we sound proofed the walls and put in triple pane windows. We won't
disturb anyone back here. " We kissed again behind the locked door and then she
broke free, pulled up her skirt, and hooked her thumbs on her panty waist band
and fell back on the bed.

She purred " we can play later ... I want you inside me NOW " When she raised
her legs straight up and her panties were nearly to her knees, I saw the shaved
lips of her pussy, right above the brown eye all framed by the heart shaped
globes of her thighs that extended up to her delicately curved legs. I kicked
off my shoes, and clawed at the button on my shorts. Barely before the shorts
had hit the floor, I was on top of her and sunk my shaft into the hot chamber
that had be loosened by several child births. She wrapped her legs around my
waist and we began to thrust at each other.

After several minutes, we both knew that this fit of lust was going to stop
before the whistles blew and the earth moved. Her vagina had opened to
accommodate my average sized penis and then a little more, so the nerves in my
lower back were more alive than those on my shaft. Her juices had not begun to
flow, and I could tell that she was feeling pain too. Neither of us wanted to be
the first to stop, but finally she said " ouch ... the buckle on my skirt is
digging in to my tummy .. can we stop a moment". I rolled off of her and said "
how about a shower".

We undressed and then under the warm spray we started to explore each other's
body. I sucked on her brown nipples while my hands fondled her ass. When my
soapy finger started to enter her puckered brown eye, she raked her finger nails
across my back and bit my ear lobe. We managed to get out of the shower, but
then I picked her up and put her ass in the sink. She whispered " not here
honey, the bed is more comfortable, and I might need to scream before this is
over ". After a mutual caressing with fluffy towels, we dashed back down the
hall and behind the locked door. I laid her down, and starting with her
forehead, I slowly kissed my way down her body stopping again, at her brown
nipples, and then slowly on my path to the sweet spot between her legs.

She pulled her knees up, and I stated to lick the sensitive spot between the
vagina and the rectum. A loud growl came out of her mouth and although the was
now clamping my ears between her thighs, I heard her say " Hmmm... I thought I
was supposed to be the teacher ". I gently parted her knees, and said " just
relax, you will get your turn ". I went back to sliding my tongue upwards,
parting her lips so I could enter the opening, and then farther up until I met
face to face with the little man in the boat. I sucked, and licked, and listened
until her panting gave way to growls. I probed by finger deep into the love
tunnel, and just as she started to buck, I slipped a wet finger into the brown
eye. I am not sure if the scream was a loud as the sounds of the drums that room
was designed to contain, but for a moment I prayed that no one was calling the
police. When she relaxed again, I noticed that the lips had puffed up and that
her opening was now dripping with sweet smelling goop that reminded me of
anchovies only milder.

She sat up, and said " get over here, it is my turn ". As I lay on my back, she
found that spot just above my brown eye, and she drew lazy circles around it
with just the tip of here little finger while the rest of her hand fondled my
balls. I looked down, and said " as long as you are down there, you might notice
a couple scars where the peter plumber went in to disconnect my sperm ducts ".
She said " I was wondering about that earlier but at the moment it did not seem
important enough to stop and ask. Is there anything else I need to know??". "
No" I said, " I was with to the same woman for 30 years and you are the only
other one ... and you?? " She had inhaled my penis into her mouth, so all I
heard was " same here ". After a few moments of sucking and licking that just
about sent me over the edge, I gently lifted her head and said " I think we have
a winning combination .. a had shaft and a wet tight pussy .. about time to try
again".

Susan just smiled and got up. She put one knee on each side of my hips and with
a firm grip on my shaft, she slowly impaled herself. I pulled her forward enough
to suck her breast, and then reached down to gently cup those rounded globes
that I had seen for the first time no more than a hour ago. She started to rock
back and forth on her knees, and although I tried to be still, I could not
prevent myself from meeting her thrust for thrust. This time, her grip on my
shaft was tighter than I would have dared if I were using my hand but her juices
kept flowing and the short but oh so wonderful trip up and down my shaft was
bringing a mixture of pleasure and pain that I had not experienced in many
years. The pressure started to grow deep in my pelvis and slowly I could feel
the semen traveling up and finally after a few involuntary jerks out into the
dark warm world that would be called Susan's Place of Pleasure. My head buzzed,
and when she saw that I had finished, she fell forward on my chest. If this was
just a story, I could say that we both came at the same time, But truth is
almost as good because although my penis was out of the game, her mound ground
against pelvis bone, and just as her whole body started to shake, I slipped a
finger up her ass and turned my head just as she screamed in my ear again.

We laid in each others arms for awhile, and then after a long kiss, we dressed
and Susan went out the back door as I went out the front. Not until I got home
did I realize that I had left the kitchen items I had bought on that card table.
The next morning, on the way to work I stopped at the house and was shocked to
see a moving van being loaded. When I got of my car, Susan's friend, the blue
eyed blonde, came out of the house next door and waved to me.

I said " what's going on, is Susan here?". She smiled and said " Hi. my name is
Carol, Susan left this morning for the Philippines. After her divorce last
month, she decided to sell the house and volunteer at a mission school for a
year. Most of her stuff will go into storage, but we decided to arrange a garage
sale in hopes that we might find someone to give her a nice send off." Then
Carol smiled and said " that was my going away gift to Susan."

" I am glad you came back, because she told me what happened, and now I am a
little jealous. Got time for a cup of coffee??. " That was when I noticed that
Carol's fingers were also bare .... but that is another story.