She started to cry, even suggested she might become a nun, and Larry, instead of seeking revenge, found himself reaching for his checkbook so that he could bail her out.
“Why would you do something like that?” she asked.
“We’re old school chums aren’t we?” he replied, having to swallow his pride somewhat.
“Yes – but – ” She looked at him with those beautiful big blue eyes again, “I might never be able to repay you.”
“Don’t let’s worry about that – let’s just say it’s an old friend helping out an old friend.”
When she took the check from him there were tears of joy in her eyes. But suddenly she came to life, ran over to the door, locked it and pulled the blinds on the window.
“Lawrence,” she said, “When my husband died I swore I would never allow any other man to f**k me but I’m going to break that pledge for you.”
Before he could reply she slipped off her dress and was standing there in her panties and bra, and two seconds later she wiggled out of those. He remembered her as being a good looking girl at school but he never imagined her body parts would develop so nicely.
Soon her perky tits were pressed against his chest and her lips crushed against his. Before long he was stripped down and had her leaning up against the cake shelves as he plowed it into her ass.