Choice Tales from the Vale – (274) Saturday Night and Sunday Morning

 

On Saturday night, or more precisely Sunday Morning after they had been to the Dinner Dance at the Forest Ridge Golf Club and Paula Bonham and Gary Parkinson they had to deliver their friends Evelyn and Bella to their homes on a golf buggy and the reason for that unorthodox taxi service was that they were both totally pissed. 

Once they had deposited the two lushes with their loved ones the good Samaritans drove back across the golf course on route back to the dance but stopped half way in order that Paula spend a penny.

But she emerged semi clothed from the bushes so Gary fucked her on the front seat of the buggy. 

After a brief respite they continued their journey but stopped again before reaching their destination and he fucked her again before he finally delivered her home.

 

On Sunday afternoon Paula called around to Gary’s cottage to collect her underwear from the night before, and although she said  

“I will collect them from you tomorrow, no peeking”

He did peek at the items in Paula’s bag, one was a body shaper and the others were sticky breast lifts.

And although they were mundane items, the circumstances the led up to them coming into his temporary possession gave him an erection.

So when Paula knocked on the door to his cottage he was in the mood to explore the nature of her Sunday best underwear.

Although Paula was reluctant to let him, however that resistance didn’t last long and after he discovered she was wearing pink satin knickers under her Sunday best and she accommodated him on the dining room table where she received his Sunday best.

 

Late on Sunday afternoon Paula was just leaving through the front door of Gary’s cottage, carrying the carrier bag of unmentionables which now included a pair of soiled pink satin panties, as Gary’s girlfriend Gail was coming up the path.

A couple of minutes earlier and she’d have caught him cock deep in Paula’s juicy fanny.

“Hello Gail” she said hoarsely as a dribble of Gary’s cum escaped from her minge

“Oh dear Paula, your voice sounds awful” Gail said

“I know it must have been the night air,” she said

“Screaming orgasms in the night air more like” Gary thought.

“Bye you two,” she hoarsely called trotting down the path “and thanks for last night Gary”

“What was that all about?” Gail said

“Oh helping her to get Evelyn and Bella home last night after the dinner dance,” he said smiling.

“Come on in and I’ll tell you all about it”

“And later you can have some of what Paula’s been getting” he thought.