True Love
Chapter 1
The first time I laid eyes on Beverly, I flipped. She was standing by the
pool completely naked and very much at ease. She must have been in her late 40s
or perhaps older; it was hard to judge because of her lean body. Except for her
boyish coif she seemed devoid of hair and her cunt jutted out prominently in all
its glory. Her tits had some sag but the nipples appeared as perky as a
teenager's. There was a hint of stretch marks, so I figured she had given birth
at least once. I began to dream that she had a daughter and I would meet her
here at this party.
I walked up to her and introduced myself. She smiled and then grinned
when I blurted out the words " You have an impressive body, there doesn't seem
to be an ounce of fat on it. I am very impressed. " She thanked me with a smile
and asked who I was with. I told her and she smiled.
" He's a very dear friend of mine. He's been fucking me on and off for
the past 8 years and he's never disappointed me. Do you like to fuck? "
" Do I ever! I do it every chance I get." I replied.
Her eyes began to dance mischievously and she glanced down at the pouch
of my briefs. " How many girls do you think you've fucked so far in your young
life? " She asked.
I had to pause for a time and do some fast mental arithmetic. That
enigmatic smile returned and she brushed her hand across her flat stomach and
idly scratched at the offending area. I sighed and finally came up with a number
just over one hundred. She arched her eyebrows and observed.
" I took on more men than that last week. "
The off hand way she said it made me believe that she was speaking the
truth. I just stood there with my mouth open and stared at her slim body,
especially her shaven cunt and wondered who this creature was. She must have
read my mind because she said.
" My name is Beverly and my husband is hosting this little get together.
Perhaps we'll see each other under more favorable circumstances before this
evening is over. I'm going to perform my specialty later on in the evening for
some of his business acquaintances. I do hope you'll attend as my guest."
She moved away and joined a crowd of men who welcomed her
enthusiastically, groping her naked body as she laughed. I circulated and began
to notice the that there were very few women here, but those that were did not
seem to fit with the well dressed men that roamed the party area. While I was
musing about this fact an older man introduced himself to me as Beverly's
husband and my host. He drew me aside and began to tell me an astounding story
about his wife.
