This is a long story. It started as a seduction and turned into much more. I'm living a life of surprises every day. This is how it all began.
I'm a small woman. I never quite reached 5', I seemed to stop when I hit 4', 11". I'm 39, but look more like 29. My boobs are still firm, no sag to them, and I'm told I have a nice figure.
I don't think I was ever over 100 pounds except when I was pregnant. I got married right out of high school, young enough to need my parent's permission. I met Jack in my senior year, we dated for about 6 months and got married.
We had our 1st daughter, September, almost exactly 10 months later. Then came April, and our surprise girl, January, not long after.
Jack has a great job, and we do well financially. We have had a great family life, and it keeps getting better, especially since recent events.
September is now 20, with long blonde hair. She is tall and has a great body. She was a cheerleader, so you can imagine the long legs, great ass and a nice rack.
April is 19, with chestnut hair. She isn't as tall as her sister, but has a similar build. She is tight and tan, having played tennis on the school team and competing in a few track and field events.
Both of the older girls had boyfriends in high school, although both are currently unattached, and I am certain neither was a virgin when they graduated. A mother just knows.
January is 18 and the baby. Yes, I've always liked the monthly names for girls, and Jack has joked that if we had more girls, I'd have an April, May and June. He is probably right.
January is the one that looks a bit different. She has dark hair, well muscled legs and ass, but a very small chest. She has boobs, but they never sprouted beyond A cups.
I have seen all 3 girls naked from the time they were born, and I know now Jack has too. January always seemed to be the shyest one, and that isn't saying much. She wears denim mini skirts and a thong most times.
Being a teenager, she isn't always careful about lounging around the house, and either doesn't know or doesn't care that anyone below gets a great view when she is coming or going via the stairs.
All 3 girls dressed in their rooms, and there was never a time when the girls weren't up and down the hallway in nothing but a towel.
I'm pretty sure January had done some fooling around with boys. I think she also had some experiences with girls. I didn't think she was very experienced, probably just a broken cherry and some finger action before recent events.
I had a few boyfriends and adventures before Jack, and had no problem opening my legs or mouth for him right from the beginning.
Jack and I have done various things over the years to keep our sex life going strong.
He is 5', 9", with about 7" of thick cock. I've taken it in all 3 orifices willingly, and we've played with bondage, some s & m, toys, dirty talk, master/slave and other fetishes.
At 39 and 40, we're quite active and he likes to spice things up.
I had a week off work this past summer, and decided to work in the garden. Jack went off to work and I took my coffee outside, scanning the yard for projects. January breezed through the yard, on her way to some friend activity.
April called out something about being late for her video store job and broke into a run at the end of the yard.
September was laughing at both sisters as she stopped for a second to give me a peck on the cheek. Then she was off to her job at the restaurant.
When I checked my watch, I realized that what seemed like a few minutes had been more like an hour and a half. I decided to get to work.
The morning was already getting warm, so I went in to change. I shrugged out of my jeans and t shirt, and slipped on a halter and pair of shorts.
I was startled when I went back outside. A large black man leaning on the back fence looking at me. He smiled and looked me over, and I blushed.
He introduced himself as Sam, a neighbor from up the street. We chatted as I began my work. Before long, we were working together.
He helped, moving things, chairs, tables and planters. We washed off the lawn furniture, turned some dirt in the garden and trimmed some bushes. We were soon working side by side, and I felt him brush against me.
I got more than a few tingles when his forearm brushed my breast, when his hand grazed my ass and when I could feel his breath on my neck. I was thanking him for his help, and I offered to help him in return.
"I'll take you up on that."
I felt a pang in my belly and realized it was past noon and I hadn't eaten. As I stood, Sam was right there. I stumbled toward him and he wrapped a strong arm around me, resting his large hand on my ass.
I regained my composure and Sam released me. I wasn't sure if he was catching me or making a pass, but I found myself asking if he'd like to come in for some lunch.
Once inside, Sam asked for the bathroom. I pointed him down the hall and stripped off my gardening gloves.
I was washing my hands when Sam came up behind me. He pressed his groin up to my ass and reached around to feel my breasts.
I grabbed a towel and turned away from his grasp. He stepped back and began to take his pants off. I started to say something as his semi hard cock came into view.
I was off center, and kept starting and stopping, about being married, about loving my husband and about not intending for this to happen.
Sam smiled at my lack of composure and simply pointed to his cock.
"Suck my dick."
He stepped closer and put his hands on my shoulders.
"This has nothing to do with your husband. I'm not looking for a wife or girlfriend. This is just sex," he said flatly.
