Encounter in the lane

Trotting back down the library steps two at a time, John was pleased with life. The rain had stopped and he had just fucked his old babysitter. The world was good. What could go wrong? He half expected birds to start singing round about him.

He looked down at his phone.

Two missed call. Both from Celia Diaz. Shit!!!

Instinctively he turned right, heading up towards Maple Street away from Celia's house, then realized he would have to walk past Alison's house and Joanna's too on the way to the park. Fuck. not only had he fucked both of them recently, he had done both of their moms too! All of a sudden the neighborhood was getting complicated with the sites of his recent sexual adventures.

He cut down Isaac's lane towards his own house on Hawthorn Avenue to avoid potential awkward encounters and instead ran into another one. Following a black labrador coming towards him was Joanna's mom, Mrs Richmond. Shit! the last time John had seen her he had fucked her on false pretenses while he used his shady contacts to bust her out of jail. He felt like turning and running.

"Oh. Hi - John isn't it?"

"Uh yeah - Hi Mrs Richmond", he replied sheepishly. He appreciated her penchant for short skirts. She had nice legs.

"I'm glad I ran into you. I hadn't had a chance to thank you for, umm, you know".

"sure", said John, suddenly finding his shoes interesting as he wondered how this was going to go. He recalled fucking Joanna's mom in prison while she thought he was some sort of bent cop before letting her know she was free to go.

"Joanna told me how she asked you to help me, and I'm so grateful", she said with excitement. I thought maybe you were her boyfriend or something, but she told me no. You're just a really nice guy she knew. I've no idea how you managed it but thank you so much!"

More images floated into John's mind, including her daughter, only this morning inviting him to plunder her asshole! Fuck! This was getting complicated.

"Anyway. I never got a chance to say thanks properly, so umm, is there anything I can do for you?"

John relaxed a little, "Show me your pussy"? he ventured. He figured, the worst that could happen is that he would probably get a slap on the face and never hear from Mrs Richmond and possibly her lovely daughter again. That would be a shame but it would certainly uncomplicate things.

"Umm, I... I don't know. I. ... Oh fuck it," she said and began to lift her skirt.

Just then a cat darted out of the woods and the dog ran after it causing instant concern on the milf's face. She went to move after it, pulled down her skirt and said as she began to run. "Look, I'm really sorry. Can I stop by your place sometime to say thanks properly?"

"Sure",mumbled John, confused.

"Great! There's some pie in the oven and I'll need to run a few chores, but I could be there for say, she looked at her watch, 3 o'clock?"

"Ok", said John non-plussed.

"Great!" she said then chased after her labrador who had now disappeared up the lane.

He headed straight home and thought briefly about straightening the place up, then sat down and dozed before starting. it had been a busy morning. First Joanna, then Cindy his old babysitter. His cock was well used already today. He needed a rest.

He woke with a start to a knock at the front door.