Chess

Willie Hall pulled his Toyota Camry into the driveway at Elmer's secluded ranch. He frowned. Strange, he thought, Elmer's Corvette is in the driveway and not the garage. Does he have a guest?

Willie was 66. He'd been married to Claire since they were both 18. Claire had died three years again of a sudden heart attack, devastating him. He'd been alone ever since. Sure, he had his children, and his son Charlie lived nearby, with his grandkids, Cassie and Carrie. He had his family, and he had his best friend, Elmer, who had joined his company when Charlie was 25 and Elmer was 18. They'd taken the business Elmer had laboriously built and turbocharged it to the point that Willie and Elmer both retired comfortably 6 years ago. Recognizing that much of the business's success was due to Elmer's acumen, Elmer got the brunt of the money when the company was sold.

Willie and Elmer played chess every weekend in the mid-afternoon. And when Willie stepped inside Elmer's log home, the chess set was ready. But Elmer wasn't alone. Carrie was down between his thighs, sucking on his fat cock. Carrie was wearing a negligee, making it clear she'd stayed the night before. Her long black hair was braided into pigtails.

"Sorry, old friend," Elmer said, smiling weakly. Willie almost fainted.

"Carrie ... w-w-what is the meaning of this? I thought you were dating a nice boy ..." he said, collapsing into the chair on the other side of the chess board. Carrie let Elmer's cock slide out with a wet plop.

"Oh, he prefers cock to pussy. And he tried to hook me up with his daddy, but daddy cheated on me," Carrie said, pouting. "And I thought ... who better to tease and torment than my lil old grandpa? You've been alone for years. I don't want to fuck you, and I know you don't want to fuck me. You're too good a man for that. But you'd support me with a big strong man like my Uncle Elmer, hm?" Carrie lifted up her negligee, showing her thonged ass. She spread her cheeks, and Willie could see a hint of her bleached asshole.

"God, Carrie," he said. It wasn't a yes, but it wasn't a no. Carrie went back to sucking on Elmer's cock, one of his gnarled hands buried in her dark mane.

"White moves first, Willie," Elmer said firmly.

"Uh, sure." Willie moved. Willie was a better chess player than his grandkids or his kids ... but it was always him playing checkers and Elmer playing chess when they played. The only sound was Carrie sucking cock while they played.

"Check," Elmer said succinctly. Willie moved his rook over, which Elmer took with his knight.

"Check." Carrie pulled her mouth off Elmer's cock, starting to lick his balls.

"Jeez, Grandpa, you fucking suck. I always thought you were good at chess, and here I am distracting Uncle Elmer."

"Language, young lady." Carrie rolled her eyes and went back to sucking. His big bull balls were so full of seed..

"Mmmm ... going to cum, Carrie ..." Elmer said, petting her now, as her mouth bobbed furiously up and down Elmer's shaft. "Oh, and checkmate, Willie." He growled, pulling her down completely on his cock, emptying his sac inside her. Carrie moaned as she swallowed rapidly.

"Mmm ... Grandpa, it's a good thing Grandma didn't know what Uncle Elmer was packing, hm?" Carrie teased. Elmer and Willie both looked away. "Right? Guys? Anybody?"