Beth in Boise

You didn't really have a plan when you left the complex, you figured a week on your own might help get your head and your heart right as well as give Kylie and Amy time to work on their own feelings. You stopped in Boise and tried to sleep for what remained of the night. When the sun came up you turned to trying to figure out where you wanted to go.

Boise didn't hold much appeal to you, the last time you'd spent any amount of time here was after you'd abandoned life in New York. You sat in your hotel room sketching out a rough road trip you wanted to take, Seattle down to Portland, towards the pacific coast highway and eventually towards San Francisco and down to San Diego.

When you finally decided to leave your hotel room it was already after five and not really having a desire for anything you went to a bar. It wasn't anything special, the kind of place that ostensibly served food but had no one at any of the tables. The bar area was not packed but housed a group of either regulars or road weary travelers. You sat at the bar and ordered a beer.

"Just a few," you told yourself, "getting drunk wouldn't do you any good.

At the far side of the bar sat a woman who was dressed Idaho soccer mom chique. She couldn't have looked more out of place on the outside but from the look on her face you could tell this was exactly where she felt she belonged. You were oddly fascinated by this woman you pegged to be in her early forties, wedding band on but looking as alone as you felt. She made a face with each sip of her whiskey but kept drinking it.

You flagged the bartender down and ordered hera fruity cocktail. As it was delivered to the woman she straightened up and tried to mask a smile spreading across her lips. She asked the bartender who sent it and he pointed to you. As the woman's eyes met yours you raised your bottle to toast her and she did the same. You hadn't come here to try and get laid, but you also weren't opposed to it.

"This seat taken?" you asked as you approached.

"No," she said trying to discretely remove her wedding ring, "all yours."

"Dave," you said offering your hand.

"Beth," she said shaking your hand and very clearly eyeing your own wedding band.

"Your wife know you're buying drinks for ladies much older than you?"

"She's," you started, "I'm a widower."

"Oh hon I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to pry."

"Not a problem," you said, "what brings you here on this fine Wednesday afternoon."

"Oh you don't want to hear about my troubles," she said.

"Suit yourself," you said sipping your beer.

"Well, if you don't mind," she said.

Beth told you about herself, married for twenty five years, right out of high school, four kids that she did everything for. Then she found her husband plowing his office assistant who was literally just eighteen.

"Terrible," you said, "a loving hard working woman like you deserves better."

Beth blushed, she had dark hair that was beginning to give way to gray pulled back into a ponytail. She was a larger woman but carried it well, as you talked her button up blouse had slowly gotten opened revealing a look at her ample cleavage. She wore mom jeans and worn sneakers. Her whole get up told you she hadn't come in here to draw your kind of attention but the way she was eyeing you and rubbing your arm said something else.

"So," said Beth, "come to promise to take me away from all of this?"

"Honestly," you said, "no, but I am offering a night of whatever you want."

"Whatever," said Beth working her hand up your thigh.

"I've never done anything like this before," she said.

"Then let me take the lead you whispered into her ear."

"Oh," she shivered, "oh I'd like that."

You took her hand and led her out of the bar putting down what was probably too much cash though you weren't thinking with your head at this time. A short walk later had you at your hotel. As you got into your hotel room you locked the door and turned to Beth who looked so nervous she might explode. You grabbed her waist and pulled her towards you as you kissed her. She didn't kiss you back at first but after a moment she relaxed and her tongue met yours.

You undid the remaining buttons on her blouse and kissed her neck as she clung to you, her back against the wall. Her bra came off next and you groped her large breasts, they were practically the size of your head and you needed both hands to pay proper attention to one. Her pants were discarded next followed by her basic cotton panties. Beth's body was clearly that of a woman who had had multiple children but whether it was stretch marks or slightly sagging skin none of it deterred you from taking things futher.

You had Beth naked against the wall kissing you like it was necessary for her survival. Your clothes went next and as you admired her full bush you slid your hand between her legs and pressed your fingers into her with ease. Beth, the poor woman, was on edge already, her needs neglected for too long by a good for nothing husband. She moaned loudly and shook as if her own orgasm caught her by surprise.

"Let me hear it Beth," you whispered in her ear, your hand squeezing one of her massive tits your fingers working her methodically.

She cried out soaking her thighs and your hand, clinging to you for dear life.

"I'm sorry," whimpered Beth as you removed your fingers, "I made a mess."

"Don't be," you said taking her hand, "that was fucking hot."

You brought her to the bed and laid her down climbing on top of her. Beth was clearly nervous so you took it slowly and in a moment she'd taken you in completely.

"You're inside me," she gasped.

"Is that ok?" you asked sucking on one of her nipples.

"Yes," she said wrapping her arms around you, "you can um," she whispered, "fuck me."

You thrusted and she moaned loudly.

"Oh jeepers," she whined.

You started slow and deep and that seemed enough for Beth who held your waist with her hands pulling you in with each thrust. You sucked on her nipples, your hands on her thick thighs as you worked yourself in slowly.

Beth clasped her hand over her mouth to muffle her moans but you pulled her hand away, "no, I want to hear it."

Her pussy tightened around you as her moans hit a fever pitch and Beth clung to your arms as she came.

"That was so sexy Beth," you said kissing her neck.

"My husband tells me I'm too loud," she said, "or he did when we still..."

You kissed her softly for a moment, your cock still buried in her, "forget him, you're a sexy woman Beth."

She blushed, "with my stretch marks and my cow udders?"

"Those are his words," you said, "you're a mature woman with marvelous tits."

Beth chuckled, "so vulgar."

"How's this for vulgar?" you asked leaning in to her ear, "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

Beth shivered, "oh, oh my."

You gave her a few slow hard thrusts squeezing her tits as Beth moaned.

"Yes," she squealed, "please, that."

You slammed yourself into Beth who grasped the sheets as her body shook with each thrust. Your own pleasure wasn't on your mind, right now you wanted to give Beth a night she wouldn't forget. With your thumb you rubbed her clit and between that and your harder thrusts Beth went non verbal. You fucked her harder and faster and Beth didn't seem to know how to react clinging to your arms or the bed or her own tits. The way her pussy was milking you you knew she was about to have a big one and as she did you pulled out causing her to squirt all over the bed as she shook.

"Fucking hell," you said, "that was so hot."

"You think so?" she whimpered.

You kissed her again and shy Beth seemed to find her spine, she rolled towards you and took you into her mouth. Beth was incredible at sucking cock, she took you in completely with little issue and teased your balls with her hands using her tongue to slobber all over you.

"Holy fuck," you groaned, "Beth I'm gonna cum at this rate."

That must have been her plan because in a short time you flooded her mouth and she swallowed with a smile.

"Are you like the cocksucking champion of Idaho or something?"

"The whole northwest," she said with a smile.

She leaned in and kissed you any sense of trepidation gone.

"I 'spose you'll want me to leave now," she said sitting up.

"Only if you want to," you rubbed her back and kissed her shoulder, "or we can order something and have round two."