Old South Trailer Court Ch. 10

ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS




Gaynelle worked the overnite shift at Duncan's Donuts, and was close to her delivery date. A petite woman, her belly looked like a large bubble ready to pop. That said, money at home was tight with two wage earners about to have babies. Randy's check would have to suffice with both women out of action for several weeks.

Near eleven o'clock, end of shift, a customer in a cowboy hat and boots peeled a fifty dollar bill from his roll, tore it in half, and handed one of the halves to Gaynelle.

"What's this for?" She asked.

"I'm in room 29 at the motel next door, if you'd like the other half of this c'mon by after work," he said matter of factly.

"I don't know," she hesitated.

"Okay! If you change your mind I'm in room 29." And he paid his bill and left. Gaynelle completed her work, clocked out, and sat in her car struggling with the offer. Then she cranked the car, put it in gear, hesitated, and drove over to the motel. The cowboy answered the door. "C'mon in," he said. "I take it you're here for your money?"

"This is kinda weird," she said.

He handed her the other half of the fifty, sat on the side of his bed, and motioned for her to sit beside him. She did, and tucked the bill in her wallet with its mate. Gaynelle and the cowboy looked at each other and smiled, and the cowboy put his hand on her belly. "He moves a lot, so maybe you can feel him,"Gaynelle suggested.

"I don't feel nuthin," he said.

"Probly my top," she guessed.

The cowboy pulled his roll from his pocket and peeled off another fifty, "How about another fifty to take your top off?" He offered.

Within fifteen minutes of the top coming off Gaynelle made another fistful of fifties, and her panties were down by her ankles as she stepped out of them. "That's a lotta money you got," she noted as she collected her discarded clothes and made a neat pile of them on a chair.

"You can take home more of it if you want," he suggested.

"I can't stay long," she said.

"Won't take long," he replied, and handed her his cell phone," Call your old man and tell him you gotta stay at work till your replacement shows up."

He undressed while she made the call, and she liked what she saw. Large biceps and arms, heavily tattooed and muscled. Strong hands. A solid six pack of abs. Strong leg muscles and thighs. A firm ass. His hairy chest didn't harm his appeal, either.

"An hour?" She asked.

"Sure," he said.

Gaynelle opened the case, pressed the numbers, and waited. "He's prolly fucking his mama's ass," she thought. "Hey, baby, it's me; Dottie's running late so I'll be home in about an hour, okay? No! Don't wait up but wake me before you go to work, OK? Luv, yuh! Bye." She handed the phone back to the cowboy and joined him in the bed. He switched off the lamp, turned over, and started kissing Gaynelle's neck.

"No hickeys!" She warned him. So he licked her neck, breathed in her ear, pawed her crotch till she responded with heavy breathing and moisture, and moved her hand to his cock. She knew his cock would relieve the tension in her girl parts, and she jacked him till he was ready to push it inside her. She wanted it inside her first, then she'd suck it and clean him up. He helped her climb atop him, and helped her guide it in. She felt wet and tight as she started fucking him. Her tension melted away.

With Gaynelle working nights Randy had more time for his mom, and he filled Ruth's ass or pussy or mouth almost every night before they fell asleep. Sometimes Ruth woke him early with her mouth full of his cock and him ready to erupt. Tonight Randy was in her mouth when Gaynelle called. They were hurrying to be done before Gaynelle got home. Gaynelle knew all about it, and had agreed to share her man. Randy wanted some pussy but Ruth wanted a mouthful of hot goo, and made him release it there.

The cowboy wasn't inside Gaynelle five minutes before she felt her orgasm coming, "Baby I can't wait, I'm gonna cum. I'm sorry!"

When she stopped floating she got off him, kneeled, and told him to dump his load in her mouth. It didn't take long, and his cum was flowing out her mouth, like warm syrup on hotcakes, over her lips, down her chin, and spilling onto her chest and belly and thighs. She swallowed as much as she could, cleaned her mouth with her tongue, swallowed a little more, licked her lips of goo, swallowed again, and licked semen off her fingers after she swiped the cum from her belly and tits. Semen was everywhere. He cleaned her with the bedspread. She thought of how she usta get drenched by super-soaker water pistols when she was a kid.

She checked her watch, and had plenty of time, but getting home earlier wouldn't hurt. As she wiped her body with a wet wash cloth the cowboy stuck another fifty in the crack of her ass. She pulled it out and kissed him. "I'll be back in town soon and wanna get together again," he whispered in her ear.

"OK," she cooed.

Outside in the car she counted all the 50s she had stuffed in her purse, and had done better than she imagined, plus the sexual tension was gone. The extra money would help out.

Randy was asleep and snoring when she came home. Gaynelle took a shower and covered herself with a thin robe before she went out to the kitchen to make a sandwich.

As she ate Ruth came out to the kitchen wearing a sexy nightie over her swollen belly. Gaynelle noticed the cum stains on it, and Ruth saw her looking at them. They made small talk until Ruth finished eating her bowl of cereal, put the bowl in the sink, and filled it with water. Then went to Randy's room and shut the door. When she returned to the kitchen Gaynelle was at the sink cleaning up.

Ruth pressed her body against Gaynelle's back, put her arms around Gaynelle, and kissed her neck. Gaynelle moaned softly. Then she took Gaynelle by the hand and led her to the sleeper sofa and lay beside her in the dark, each feeling the other's belly.