The first semester of my Junior year was wrapping up. Christmas break was a week away. Because it is finals week, there was no baseball practice. Practice won’t resume until we return to school in mid-January.

So, it was time to make plans for my break back home. As this was 1980, there were no cellphones to just shoot texts. There were no emails. There were no computers to create spreadsheets. Scheduling things required phone calls and a handwritten ledger to keep track of everything.

First on the agenda was to schedule my return to work at ACME Markets. This meant a phone call to my Assistant Manager, Deanne. If you recall, Deanne and I hooked up after an unexpected bar meet-up, during Thanksgiving break. Deanne is forty-eight, married, and teaches dance in the community. Her body is still fit, limber, and toned from teaching dance. She is definitely a MILF. My goal for this break is to coax more than a backseat blow job out of her.

Second on the agenda is to call Donna. Donna is the thirty-six-year-old mom of an eighteen-year-old cheerleader from my old high school. During my summer break, I had a crush on the daughter, Lynda. The two would grocery shop at ACME during my summer break; and, I would flirt with Lynda. One thing led to another, and I ended up having a summer-long fling with Donna instead of Lynda.

Eventually, things got complicated. I unexpectedly started a thing with Lynda as well. She was visiting my college with a friend at Halloween when we hooked up. During Thanksgiving break, I learned that neither Mom nor daughter knew about our separate sexual encounters. So, I figured I would schedule playtime with both of them during Christmas break.

The first call went to Deanne. After all, until you have the work schedule in place, you can’t schedule the play schedule. And, all work and no play makes Lefty a dull boy. With the work schedule in place, I called Donna. I learned from Donna that she and Lynda would be heading out of the area, to her sister’s place for Christmas, on December 22nd, and they would return home December 26th. Then, Lynda would be with her Dad for the rest of her high school break until January 3rd.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t getting home from school until December 20th and had to be back to school on January 10th. My work schedule began on December 22nd. Donna did not want to wait to meet until after her trip to her sister’s, so we planned to meet after her work day at the Rt 73 Diner on the 21st.

Donna and I met at the Rt 73 Diner at 5:30 PM for supper. As she was coming from her legal office, she was dressed in a business-style blouse, a black skirt, and black heels. It was obvious she had kept up with her swimming classes as she was smoking hot.

During supper, we chatted and laughed. Donna then said, “Lefty, I have been thinking about today since our Thanksgiving meet-up. I couldn’t wait until after Christmas to get laid. But Lynda is home and with the Christmas bills, I can’t afford a hotel room right now.”

I said, “No problem. That’s why I picked this diner. Ontelaunee Dam is about three miles from here. It’s ‘make out haven!’ I figured we could go there and fool around.”

Donna grinned, got up, and went to the ladies' room. I paid the bill and met her by her car. I figured we would take her Dodge station wagon, since it had the bigger backseat.

Donna met me at her car and handed me the keys. While I was driving, Donna reached into her purse and pulled out her bra and panties. She placed them on my lap while rubbing my crotch and said, “I figured I would save you some time.”

I laughed as my cock hardened to her massage and replied, “You have awakened the beast.”

I pulled the car down a dirt road that had a view of the dam. It had just one way in and out. It was very secluded. As soon as I parked the car, Donna started kissing me and our tongues began playing some serious tonsil hockey. I suggested we move to the back seat for more room, as the steering wheel is a literal pain in the ass, when you fuck in a car.

We got into the backseat, and Donna unbuttoned her blouse. With the moonlight shining into the car and her open blouse barely covering her tits, she looked so sexy. We went back to making out, and I started squeezing and rubbing her tits. Donna was moaning into my mouth with each squeeze of tit and pinch of her nipples. Her nipples were hard and like bullets.

I started kissing her neck and put a hand up her skirt. I started fingering her soaking pussy. This brought Donna to a pant. She was whispering in my ear, “Oh God, yes, Lefty. I need this.”

I was now sucking her tits and fingering her to her first orgasm. Then all of a sudden, we were engulfed in bright lights. Donna shrieked, “Oh my God! What is happening!”

I held her close and said, “Fuck! It’s the ‘Spotlighters’!

Donna said, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“It’s high school kids who go around trying to catch people screwing in cars. If they catch you, they light you up with a spotlight,” I replied.

Donna said, “I guess we need to go?”

I replied, “That’s one choice. But if we do, your car gets egged.”

Donna exclaimed, “What?”

I continued, “If we stay and put on a show, they leave, and no eggs on your car.”

“How do you know this?” Donna asked.

“Because I was part of the group when I was in high school. It’s a long tradition,” I replied.

“Oh, great! So, you set me up?” asked Donna.

I replied, “No way! They usually only do this on weekends. I didn’t factor in Christmas break. We can go, and I will wash your car.”

Donna leaned in and started kissing me passionately. She then broke the kiss and said, “Fuck it. Let’s do this.”

I whispered into her ear, “Ok, but the other part to this is that one of the guys will be sneaking up and will be taking Polaroid pictures through the window at some point. They will then be passed around among the jocks at school.”

Donna said, “Well, then let’s give them a show!”

To my surprise, Donna slipped her blouse off, unzipped my pants and pulled them down. She climbed onto my lap and we started making out again. It didn’t take long, and I was hard again. I started sucking Donna’s tits, and I saw a Polaroid flash. I doubt that Donna saw it because her face was on my neck while licking my ears.

Donna then reached down and grabbed my cock. She inserted it into her wet pet pussy and began pogo stick riding. The Polaroid flashes were now one after another. I know Donna had to see these, but she kept riding my dick with her tits bouncing away until I came deep in her pussy.

Donna had panted and moaned through several orgasms and was now kissing me softly while catching her breath. The spotlight went dark. I told Donna that was the sign that the Spotlighters got what they wanted and are now letting us stay or go as we choose.

Donna said, “As much as I would like to stay for round two, I need to get home. This was actually very exciting. I think I came harder from the idea that we were being watched.”

I said, “ I hope they still ink over the faces on the pictures like we used to do!”

We both laughed and got dressed. I drove us back to the Diner and we said our goodbyes. We made plans to meet at her place on the 29th while Lynda was with her Dad.

Meanwhile, Deanna and I were in secret flirt mode at ACME. We had to be careful not to be obvious, because she could lose her job. She was also married and didn’t want to get in trouble at home over a fling with a twenty-year-old college kid.

The day after Christmas, I picked up my paycheck at the store. This was long before direct deposit existed. You actually had to take a physical check to a bank to get paid. Anyway, when I opened the envelope that my check came in, there was a handwritten note that said, “My hubby has poker tomorrow night, and won’t be home until midnight. I scheduled you for the morning shift tomorrow. Call me at the office when you get this note and let me know if you want to meet at the Penn View Hotel tomorrow night at 7.”~ D.

Needless to say, I made that call. We confirmed that I would meet Deanne at the bar of the Penn View at 7 tomorrow evening.

I got to the Penn View promptly at 7. Deanne was seated at a table to the right of the bar and sipping on a drink. I went to the bar and flashed my fake ID to get a beer. I sat with Deanne, we clanked glasses, and I said, “I have been waiting to be alone with you since Thanksgiving. That blowjob was great, but I want to fuck you silly.”

Deanne smiled, gulped down her drink, got up, and said, “I will be in room 28. Finish your beer and meet me there. Give me fifteen minutes. I want to shower.”

Deanne handed me a key and sashayed away, swinging her hips. I took my time drinking my beer. I gave her the fifteen minutes and walked to the room. When I opened the door, Deanne was in bed under the covers with only her head sticking out. I laughed and said, “If you are playing hide and seek, you lose.”

She said, “I am nervous. No man has seen me naked, other than my husband.”

I replied, “Well, I want to see you.”

I pulled the covers down, leaving Deanne’s 5’11” naked body fully exposed. Her tits were still perky from all of her dance. Her bush was neatly trimmed, likely to be kept from being seen through a leotard.

Without saying a word, I stripped and climbed in bed with Deanne. We started kissing and groping one another. I whispered in her ear and said, “Do you like your pussy eaten?”

She said, “My hubby never did that.”

I replied, “Well then, we will see if you like that!”

I started kissing her neck and working toward her tits. As I was sucking her tits, I pushed two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Then, I pulled my fingers out and rubbed them on her nipples. I then licked her nipples while fingering her some more. I pulled my fingers out and wiped them above her lip under her nose so that she could smell her pussy I then licked the juices off and said, “Yum.”

I fingered her some more and asked her if she had ever tasted her own pussy juices. Deanne cooed, “No” as I put my fingers to her lips. When she hesitated, I pushed them against her lips and she opened her mouth. I put them into her mouth, and she sucked them clean.

I then started snaking my tongue down her body until I got to her pussy. I licked and sucked her clit. Deanne was pushing my head into her mound and gyrating her hips. Her moans were getting louder, and her breathing was getting fast. I then inserted my tongue into her cunt and took deep laps, extending my tongue as deep as it would go. Deanne’s legs were wrapped around my torso and she was bucking wildly into my face. When I pushed two fingers into her ass, she wailed, “ Oh my God, Oh my God!”

When my nose could not take any more of her pubic bone smashing into it, I pulled up and smiled. I gave Deanne a hot, juicy-tasting tongue kiss. When I broke the kiss, I went down to the bottom of the bed and had Deanne lay at the bottom of the bed. I grabbed her ankles and put her long legs around my shoulders. I then fucked her with long hard strokes. It wasn’t long and Deanne was thrashing her arms and calling God’s name.

Deanne’s tits were swaying to and fro with each stroke as my thighs smacked against her ass. Watching her big tits sway made me want to fuck them. I said, “I want to fuck your titties, Deanne.”

Deanne said, “I have never done that. What do you want me to do?”

I said, “Just hold your tits together and I will do the rest.”

I licked her tits. Between the saliva and the pussy juices on my dick, it was easy to slide my dick with viscosity friction between her tits. Deanne would lick my dick when it got near her mouth. Finally, I could feel myself cumming and I said, “ Deanne, I am going to cum.”

On the upstroke, I exploded and my cum shot streams across her face. Deanne was not expecting that at all. She was a good sport about getting an unexpected facial. We cleaned up and headed out so that she could be home before her hubby got back from poker night.

On the 29th, I showed up at Donna’s as planned. She opened the door, and it was obvious she was sick. She was in a “Mom’s style” housecoat and furry slippers. She told me she picked up a bug at her sister’s over Christmas. We decided it was best for me to stay away from her until she was well. I told her that I would call her at work after New Years.

The next day, while working at ACME, I saw Lynda in the store. I was working checkout she came to my register and had cold-type medicines. I said, “ Are you sick, Lynda?”

She replied, “No, but my Mom is. These are for her. How long are you home for?”

I responded, “For about another two weeks. I was hoping we could get together, but I hadn’t seen you around.”

Lynda said, “Yeah, I have been away at my Aunt’s, and now I am with my Dad. My Mom called and asked me to bring her these meds. I am just going to do a drop and go so that I don’t get sick.”

“Sounds like a good idea to me. I get off from work in an hour. Do you have to go back to your Dad’s right away?” I asked.

Lynda blushed and said, “No, why?”

I winked and said, “Meet me at Werner’s Dairy in an hour.”

She giggled and said, “Sure, we can get ice cream.”

In an hour, we met at Werner’s Dairy. We got ice cream cones and hopped into my car. We chatted and licked each other's cones. Lynda said, “Guess what!”

Before I could answer, she exclaimed, “We won’t need a rubber. I am now on the pill!”

I said, “Oh, you have a boyfriend?”

Lynda replied, “No. My gyno put me on them to regulate Auntie Flo.”

“What. Who is Aunt Flo?” I asked.

She giggled and said, “My period, silly.”

We laughed and I drove off. Lynda was definitely horny and was nibbling my ear while I was driving. After a few miles, I pulled into a driveway, and Lynda started kissing me. I opened my car door, and Lynda said, “Where are you going?”

I said, “ We are going inside. This is my Grandma’s house. I am house sitting while she is at my Uncle’s place in Delaware.”

We scampered into the house, and I said, “Make yourself at home. I am going to shower. I have been working all day, and I wasn’t expecting to see you. I am pretty ripe right now.”

Lynda tonsil kissed me and said, “Hurry back!”

I was in the shower, soaping up for about five minutes, when the shower curtain opened and Lynda was standing there naked. She was gorgeous. She looked just like her mother, but with perkier eighteen-year-old tits. Lynda stepped into the shower and said, “I told you to hurry. You were too slow. And, I wanted to see you all wet and naked.”

She stepped into the shower, and we made out while soaping one another up. I groaned as Lynda soaped and stroked my cock and weighed my balls in her hand.

Lynda cooed as I rubbed her tits, then sucked her nipples. And, she stood on her toes and gyrated her hips as I pushed one, then two, then three soapy fingers into her pussy. My thumb was sliding on her clit as I triple fingered her deeply. It wasn’t long, and Lynda was moaning into my mouth and trying to suck my tongue out of my face.

When Lynda was done cumming, I told her to blow me. I said, “Lynda, sweetheart, I want you to suck me off. That way, when I fuck you, I will last longer. Trust me, I will be hard again by the time I am done licking you dry.”

With that, Lynda was on her knees licking my dick and sucking my squeaky clean balls into her mouth. She then began sucking my cock. Eventually, she had her nose pressed against my pubes and I held her head in place while I started to face fuck her. I felt the pressure build and gasped, “Oh, Lynda, I am cumming!”

Lynda pushed my cock deep into her mouth as I blew three to four spurts of cum down her throat. When I was done cumming, Lynda released my flaccid cock from her mouth and we scampered to the bedroom.

We were still wet and I began squeegee-licking the water droplets from Lynda’s body. The cool house temperature with the wet skin had Lynda’s nipples sticking up like thimbles. I sucked and nipped at them with my teeth. I also began simultaneously “bowling ball” fingering her pussy and anus with my thumb in her pussy and two fingers into her ass.

Lynda was bucking her hips to meet my wrist thrusts. She was gasping for air by the time I stopped thrusting. I started licking her stomach until I got to her hot, wet pussy. When I got to her pussy, I licked her clit to get her hips writhing again. Then I started snake-fucking her with my tongue as deep as I could go. Lynda was holding my head and arching her back while screaming to God.

After Lynda came, I put her legs over my shoulders and began fucking her. Lynda was biting my shoulders when I told her to get on all fours. I then doggy fucked her until I came deep into her never before fucked pussy.

We cuddled a bit and made plans for a rendezvous before I headed back to college. We also talked about her visitingthe campus in February with her Mom. It turned out that my school, the largest university in Pennsylvania, was one of her final choices. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you assess it, I had to tell Lynda I would be in Florida during that time frame for college Spring baseball. Thus, I could avoid the debacle of seeing the two of them together.

I drove Lynda back to her car and headed back to Granny's house. During the last week of Christmas break, I hooked up with Deanne one more time. Lynda and I went parking after a basketball game, and she blew me while wearing her cheerleading outfit. Donna was still fighting bronchitis. So, we planned for her to visit me at school the weekend before I headed to Florida for Spring baseball.