The Amazing Mrs. C Pt. 04

Hi again people who I have never met but hope you are friendly if not friends. Right after I told you the third story about the Amazing Mrs. C, I intended to go right on to write chapter 4 but sometimes life gets in the way and the year of 2020 is certainly doing its best to interrupt everyone's life. I hope I can at least brighten a few lives for a few minutes. If not then you don't have to send me money.

For those of you who read The Amazing Mrs. C part 3 you will remember that my landlords woke me arguing just outside my window. Ok so technically it was their window. Arguments for them didn't seem to be the exception, rather the rule. However this time Mr. C had decided to go play golf again, but this time it was their anniversary. I'm not sure about you guys but I am pretty sure all the wives know that will certainly ruin a weekend.

On the other hand it surely made my weekend look a lot brighter. Wait, some of you will remember it was storming. Hold on, come to think of it even that actually was a good thing. Ok if you're confused then you need to suffer through chapter 3.

Ok so real fast. Mr. C cancelled Lowes delivery of mulch, so he could go play golf. Me being the nerdy guy I am and having no life outside of Mrs. C at the moment. I volunteered to drive her to pick it up. Ok that turned out to be a wise decision on my part. Short drive, her panties come off and are hung on my rear view mirror. Wet T-shirt, she made friends with a Lowes sales lady. Wild crazy risky sex in my truck while it stormed. Busted by the guy who helped load the mulch. There now you're all caught up.

Mrs C was laughing so hard at me as she kicked my BVDs and shorts against the driver's side door forcing me to ride in traffic bottomless. My cock was still wet and messy and I might add still hard. "Ok so that might have sounded a lot like I was bragging!"

She was having way too much fun at my expense. Seriously we were soaking wet from finishing loading the mulch as the rain got heavier. Mrs.C still had that white T shirt on but by now it was very wrinkled from being not only wet but from being pushed above her breasts as she rode my cock. Her dark nipples poked through the thin material. I might add those same nipples looked like they might poke holes in the white shirt. Those tie dye shorts clung to her body. With no panties, her well-trimmed dark bush exposed itself to all who cared to look. She looked like the proverbial "drowned rat". Truly she couldn't have looked sexier!

"Seriously I probably need to get my pants on!" I said to my sexy landlord as she laughed at me.

Mrs. C reached and tugged her panties off the mirror and tossed them to me. Ok have you people ever been to a carnival where they had the toss ring game? Teresa must have been very good at that game as her panties made a perfect landing over my rather hard cock.

"Here these are dry," she said laughing so hard I thought she might wet her already wet pants. . About that time we pulled to a stop light. There on the driver's side of my truck was a tall 4 wheel drive truck. The guy in the passenger seat was looking down into my F150. Teresa smiled up at him. I am not sure she realized that at that moment not only did it look like she was the final contestant in a wet T shirt contest but my still hard cock was on full display. (I had thankfully removed those lace panties from around my male organ).The guy gave us thumbs up as the light changed and the traffic moved. The truck drove beside us to the next light as he peered in the window gesturing for her to show her boobs.

Ok so by now you know this very respectable lady is full of surprises. With one hand firmly on the steering wheel she lifted her wet shirt above one breast with the other hand. I was only trying to be helpful as I leaned over and lifted the shirt exposing the other breast. That distracted her for a few seconds and when she looked back her audience had his phone out the window. She quickly covered her breasts and gave the guy a "GO TO HELL" look.

The man mouthed "thank you," as they moved on in traffic.

Mrs.C looks at me and says," He was taking pictures!"

"No Babe, I think he was taking a video," I laughed. Again we were laughing as I began to worry about her driving skills. I had visions of being in a fatal car crash while naked from the waist down. At that moment I wondered how my cock which was still at attention would ever fit in the casket! I was sure that if that did happen, everything that led up to it made it worthwhile , however I was pretty sure My Mother and my best friend Sam would never understand. They might however have a laugh about it.

It wasn't even noon yet and we were having so much fun again we forgot that lovers who are being naughty should always know where the husband is. I am sure there are a few things everyone who owns a phone knows. First they shouldn't get wet. So we had tossed them in the console of my truck when the rain started. That decision caused my partner in naughty business to miss a call from the before mentioned husband. Yup you guessed it as she pushed the button to open the garage door there standing behind his car was Mr. C. Unlike us he was all nice and dry.

I guess the best way to describe how we looked at that moment would be, "deer caught in the headlights!" Do you remember where my BVDs and shorts were? Ok I figured you would. Just so you know my stubborn male organ which had refused to go soft suddenly shriveled like a wilting weed. Visions of sharp objects raced through my brain.

Mr.C watched as his wife (my lover) opened the driver's door on my truck. Ok so at that moment I was thinking," Without bad luck I would have no luck at all." Luckily it was just my BVDs that fell out onto the concrete. Teresa didn't notice that small detail until she stepped out. That woman is a rock and she calmly bent and picked them up tossed them in the truck.

Fortunately we had planned that she would unlock the back gate so we could unload the mulch. I sat very still waiting for a chance to get at least my shorts back on.

"What are you doing home?" asked my landlady. "I thought you would be on a plane by now."

"The weather has our flight cancelled and the next one isn't for a few hours. I thought I would come give you a quickie before I had to leave again, "He said. "Damn you look like crap! Ok guys, that is not the romantic talk a wife wants to hear on her anniversary. I am almost positive you ladies will agree. Personally I thought she looked "AMAZING"!

I watched as he took her hand and pulled her inside. She looked back over her shoulder at me as she shrugged her shoulders. I had mixed feelings. First I was certainly glad I could get my bare ass covered. Oh, just in case you were wondering I didn't put her panties on. Next I was thinking he didn't appreciate her beauty. My mind was nearly screaming, "QUICKIE!" And yes I was jealous. I also smiled knowing I had already had her first that day and he would get to play in the deposit I had left. Wait I think she had me! I still made a deposit.

Like most plans I had made in the short time I had been in California, they always change. I walked in the drizzle of rain through the garage to unlock the back gate. Ok so you women need to remember I am a guy and sometimes, no frequently, we do our thinking with that small body part between our legs.

I walked slowly close to the house and stood motionlessly under the window to the master bedroom. I could sort of hear grunting noises that I was sure meant he was doing her quickly. I briefly had this crazy idea of getting a ladder. But I figured I would get caught or fall and break my neck. There was however a chair right there. Yup, you guessed it; I stepped up on it to get a few feet closer. That didn't help much.

So like a puppy who had just been scolded for being a bad boy, I went on around the pool to unlock the back gate. Just as I walked back into the garage to get my truck I nearly ran into Mr. C. He had a big smile on his face.

"Hey how about taking a break and having a beer?" He motioned me to join him at the table under a canopy on the patio. We just got sat down when he said, "damn she was ready for that! That was one wet pussy!"

My thoughts were mixed. "Ready for it? She had already had it. Wet, of course, idiot I warmed it up for you." My next thought was," he was barely there long enough to know if it was wet or not."

Then he gave me one of those "good ole boy" winks and said," Maybe you should go see if she wants more."

Ok so I know my look gave him the impression I wasn't interested; maybe even that I was gay, but it was more shock that he would have said that. Although!

Then came the laugh as he said," I know she is too old for you."

Just so you know, I am not the only one who has bad luck. Just about the time he told me she was too old, my amazing landlady was standing right behind him. She had changed out of the wet clothes into another white T shirt. Her dark nipples poked through the material. The shirt was long enough I couldn't tell if she actually had bottoms on. Let me point out to any of you who don't understand a guy's mind, that just the appearance of no pants sends an urgent message to that small brain between our legs.

By now you all know she has a quick mind, and she certainly is unpredictable. "Just leave him alone, he has a relationship with his close friend Sam," she said as she calmly sat down between us. Ok so I understood she was deflecting our relationship, but damn. I swear Mr. C moved his chair farther away from me.

Teresa had a smirk on her face as she casually asked, "don't I get a beer?"

I quickly handed her my beer saying, "We can share mine."

Ok so you all know I think she is amazing and certainly she is full of surprises. I wasn't sure if she was toying with me or Mr.C when as she reached for my hand and asked, 'What else do you have you want to share."

I wasn't quite sure how she wanted me to answer so I sat motionless and silent. My mind was listing all the many things I wanted to share with her. Let me draw a picture of the seating arrangement. The table was small with four chairs. She was sitting between her husband and me. Suddenly her foot touched my leg, rubbing her bare foot along my lower leg.

Teresa downed most of what was left of our beer then instructed Mr.C to get us another. She watched as he disappeared in the house then reached for my hand. She guided it to her upper leg. Of course she knew I would explore higher. Once again she had the mischievous smile on her face.

Ok I'm sorry but when my hand moved to what should have been another pair of sexy panties covering a beautiful pussy I found nothing but a bare bottom. The sound I made was somewhere between "Holy shit and OH MY GOD"

She was laughing hysterically as Mr C rejoined us with another round.

"What did I miss?" was his first question.

"Oh I was just teasing him about our trip to Lowes. I definitely got wet," she said. Mrs. C was certainly teasing and the results were obvious. I was glad I had the table to hide the reaction that was sure to happen.

Steve had brought each of us a beer but she quickly lifted one and said" We'll just share his one, "as she took another long drink, then handed it over to me. I took a short swig and slid it back. I was thinking I was hungry and horny but not necessarily in that order. Before long she had emptied that beer and twisted off the cap on another.

I am not a big drinker but I know that an empty tummy and alcohol makes for an interesting reaction. Yup Teresa was getting more talkative and more daring. She looked at me and asked, "Did you like that patio furniture we saw at Lowes?"

"It looked very inviting and you made it look comfortable," I told her.

"I wonder if that sales girl will be there later if we went back. She certainly seemed to know her job, "she teased.

She started brushing her wet hair. I was pretty sure unlike me she had taken a shower. As she lifted the brush to her hair, that White T shirt exposed her dark hard nipples even more. The shirt clung around her firm breasts. I was sitting with a better view than Mr. C and noticed that the bottom of the same shirt lifted nearly exposing her pantiles crotch.

"You know Teresa; you just as well not have that damn shirt on. It isn't exactly hiding much." Her somewhat bewildered husband said.

She laid the brush on the table and lifted our beer, finishing off another. She casually stood; turning towards the pool with her back to us and in one quick motion lifted the shirt over her head and tossed it on her chair. That exposed one of the most perfect asses in California.

She walked right out on the diving board and turned, standing naked glaring at her husband and said, "Are you happy now?"

Ok everyone should remember she always is doing the unexpected, so losing the shirt wasn't all that shocking. But when she looked at me and said, "You said you went skinny dipping with Sam several times. Will you swim naked with me?" Then dove into the pool. As she came up for air I stood and walked towards the same diving board and took my still wet shirt off then let my shorts fall to the concrete. Trust me I was wishing I had drunk several more beers as I gladly dove my naked body into the pool.

By the time I came up above water Teresa had moved to the shallow end of the pool. Mr. C still avoiding the rain was still sitting under the awning but had his phone out recording his hot wife naked in the pool. Wait, I was naked too!

I swam to join her as she laughed. I turned to see where Steve was and once again The Amazing Mrs. C surprised me buy wrapping her arms around me from behind, pressing her breasts against my back.

Finally he walked to the pool looking down at us with his phone in his hand. She looked up at him almost daring him to be angry. Then he calmly said, "You kids have fun, I have to get back to the airport." As he turned to walk away he looked at me and said," I knew she wanted more."

Teresa quickly climbed out of the pool, wearing only her birthday suit. By the way she looked amazing! She caught up with her husband to give him a proper good bye. "Why don't you stay here? She asked as she pressed her body against him." Then added, "You might enjoy yourself!"

"Why don't you come along with me, John would love that," he said.

"Yes, I know only too well what both of you would like!" She nearly screamed at him. Then added, "I can't stand how he always looks at me like I'm naked." then glanced down at her own naked body. "I can't imagine him even touching me let alone what you want him to do with me. I would need several more beers," she said.

"I'll see you Sunday night, "he said as he pulled away from her to go.

Ok folks, I might be a nerd but my momma didn't raise no fools. Hold on, she only raised me and sometimes I act foolish. As soon as Mrs. C exited the pool I felt very under dressed. As she quickly moved up to catch Steve, I headed to retrieve my shorts. At that moment I was wishing I had dry clothes but even the wet underwear still in my truck would have felt very nice. I couldn't help but notice how unmistakably sexy my landlady was without clothes.

I suspected that as good as the day had gone, suddenly once again she was upset and we were back to where we started. I did however have a truck load of mulch to unload.

When the last bag of mulch was off my truck I walked slowly to Mrs. C as she sat in the same chair she was in first thing that morning. Her feet were once again spread wide in seat. Her knees were together and her face was pushed against them. Her tanned skin had dried from the naked dip in the pool but her hair was still wet.

I stood quietly a few feet away. The view was magnificent. Unlike that morning there was no T shirt or panties covering her sexy body. Somehow until that moment I had missed how her nails were perfectly manicured. The dark red nail polish on her toes, as they curled over the chair, matched the polish on her fingers which wrapped around her ankles, holding her feet on the seat. Together they framed her dark well-trimmed pubic hair. I couldn't help but see that there, clearly visible was a small glimpse of pink as her pussy parted. I was so wishing I had my phone!

Quietly I knelt on the concrete right in front of her. I startled her as I took both feet gently in my hands. She looked over her knees. No words were spoken for several seconds as I just held both of her feet in my hands.

"I Think I might have gone too far but he made me so angry saying I was old, "she said in a low whisper.

"I think he enjoyed the show. He just had to get to the airport," I said trying to reassure her.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. "Let's go get some food, then head to back Lowes to get that patio furniture. "I suggested. "Maybe that girl will still be working!"

"Ok let me get dressed, "she replied.

I helped her out of the chair then retrieved the T shirt she had tossed away just before she dove in the pool. "This will be perfect!"

"Seriously, you want me to wear just that?"

"Well you probably need shoes, but yes that's what I want you to wear. Are you driving or am I?"

"You can drive, "She smiled, then slipped the T-shirt over her head letting it slide down her body. It barely covered her bottom but she looked awesome. "Where are we eating? I'm starved and I'm still a little bit buzzed!" she said as we headed to my truck.

"I heard of a small place called The Shark Bar. I hear they have good tacos."

That's chapter #4. Once again I would like to know what you think. Maybe with your feedback I can make #5 better!