"Hello, Billy Ray," I said.
"How you doin', my baby doll?"
"Well, to be completely honest, I've had a bit of a breakdown."
"My sweet darlin', what happened?"
"I had a job interview and they never called!" I broke into tears.
"Aw shucks, baby, that don't matter, no how. You were too good for them anyway."
"I guess," I said, somewhat mollified.
"I have a surprise for you!"
"You do?"
"I do. Open your door."
I went to the door and opened it. Billy Ray stood in front of me with a huge bouquet of white roses. He put his phone away and held out the flowers.
"Oh, Billy Ray, they're beautiful."
"Just like you. Now, come on, let's go."
"Let me pack a bag."
"No need, just grab your purse."
We went down to the car.
Billy Ray opened the door and I got in, my arms full of roses. And purse.
We drove for a few blocks, turned and then went anther few blocks and then parked in front of a little house.
"Are we visiting someone?"
"Darlin', just get out of the car." He helped me and the roses out of the car and then we went up to the front door. He got out a key and opened it. Then he picked me up and carried me inside.
"Billy Ray, what is going on?"
"Well, you know I got all this money, so I reckoned I'd do the right thing and get you a house, my darlin'. So I have a place to stay when I come to San Diego. Deed is in your name. So if you want me to go to a hotel that's also fine."
"Oh you silly boy!" I kissed him square on the mouth. "A hotel! Well, maybe, but as long as I'm with you."
"I like the way you think," he said.
The place was unfurnished, except for the bedroom which had a big round bed. It was made up with a pastel blue bedspread and had a red rose right in the middle.
"This is lovely," I said, smelling the rose.
"Not half as lovely, as you, my lovely," he said, kissing me gently. "Oh. And look under the pillows!"
I did. Adidas socks. Piles and piles of them. I nearly fainted with joy. "Oh Billy Ray!"
"Do I or do I not know what my Hilda likes?!"
"Indeed you do."
He then proceeded to unbutton my sweater, remove my tank top and my little mini skirt. He then sat back a bit and admired my undies. I was wearing a white bra with pink polka dots. The matching panty had a bow on the front and a completely sheer back. He traced the line of my bottom with his finger and then squeezed me. "You are a vision." He then kissed the top of my breasts and then reached around and removed the bra. "Lovely," he said, kissing and licking at each nipple. He then proceeded to lick and suck at my stomach, and then his mouth was on my panties. "Turn over."
I did.
He ran his tongue over the sheer back of the panties-and finally when he could stand it no more, he removed them. He then, opened my legs and continued to lick at me from behind. Finally, he turned me over and ran his tongue up and down and his lips sucked at my labia majora and then, he flicked his tongue over the minora and up to my clit. At which point, he began licking back and forth slowly, flicking his tongue around and around and back and forth, picking up speed and pressure until finally, I began to sing.
"Fuck me, Billy Ray," I begged.
He took out his cock and stroked it a bit, brought it to my mouth and said: "Suck it."
I did. Placing my hands on his shaft, I worked them up and down as I sucked and licked at his frenulum and then working the foreskin back with my mouth and up and down.
"That's good, that's enough," he bent down a bit to lick at me, to be sure I was ready and then he thrust his big cock inside of me. "How does that feel, sugar?"
"Good, it's good," I said.
"I'm going to fuck you good, baby doll," he said, his penis thrusting in and out of me.
I reached down to stroke his balls gently as he fucked me and put my hand around the base and worked it around and around as he fucked.
"That feels, so fucking good, sugar, oh yeah, yeah, yeah," he said, as I began to squeeze him tightly with each thrust.
"Fuck me, Billy Ray, fuck me," I cried.
And then he stopped, pulled out, and began licking at my clit again, "I want you to come for me, Hilda, come again." He kept licking and sucking, back and forth and back and forth.
"Fuck me, Billy Ray."
"Not until you come, sugar, I want to feel you come around my big cock," he kept licking my clit and then finger fucking me at the same time. "Come baby, come on now. I know you can do it."
I began to sing.
"That's it, sugar," he thrust back into me, fucking me furiously. "I can feel you coming baby, it feels so good," he kept fucking, holding my arms above my head, wrists pinned. "That's it, yes, yes, yes, OHHHHHH," he came hard, his semen spurting into me like fire. "Very good, Hilda. Very good," he said.
He pulled out, picked me up and took me to the bathroom.
A bubble bath was waiting. Complete with rose petals floating around in the tub.
"Oh, Billy Ray, you think of everything."
"Don't I now?" He grinned and gently put me in the tub.
I remain,
Hilda Stinson
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