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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created
and owned by ABC. No money is being made and no infringement is
intended.
Chapter 3
Shirley Partridge quickly drove home, becoming more and more aroused
as she thought of the things she and Keith would do when she saw him
again. As she drove, her senses seemed more attuned to seeing the
masculine forms around her construction workers, police officers,
truck drivers, businessmen. And more than one caught her fancy and she
would wonder what he would look like in bed. By the time she pulled
onto Sycamore Road, she felt flush with desire. She couldn't wait to
run into her house and have her son fill her.
Shirley parked the car in the driveway and almost ran into the house.
She closed the door and leaned against it, closing her eyes. She
needed Keith now. Her pent up sexual appetite made her feel like she
was going to explode if she didn't release it soon.
"Keith?" she called out.
No one answered. She made her way into the kitchen where she found a
note scrawled in Keith's sloppy handwriting:
"Mom. I forgot I promised Dave I would help him move today. Sorry.
He'll give me a ride home after dinner."
It wasn't even noon and she didn't know what to do to quench the fire
burning inside of her. Her encounter with Reuben didn't seem to whet
her sexual appetite at all. She decided to take a cold shower. Maybe
that would help her get through the rest of the day until her son came
home that evening.
As she toweled herself dry after her cold shower, she heard the
doorbell chime. Her lust minimally diminished by the shower, she put
on her bathrobe and went to the front door. She peeked out and saw Mr.
Kim, her Korean tailor standing on her porch holding their performance
outfits on hangers. She opened the door.
"Hello, Mr. Kim."
"Good morning Mrs. Partridge. I have your newest outfits here."
"You didn't have to deliver them."
"It is my honor to deliver these to the famous Partridge Family."
She glanced down at herself.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting any guests. Please come in."
Shirley held the door open for him and then closed it as he entered
her foyer. She hadn't noticed how attractive Mr. Kim was before. He
was in his thirties, straight black hair, stocky with broad shoulders.
Shirley suddenly realized that they were alone in the house and that
standing in her foyer was exactly what she needed. She quickly came up
with an idea and started up the stairs.
"Can you bring those upstairs for me?"
"Certainly."
The young mother could feel his eyes on her back as her heart started
to pound and with nervous fingers, pulled her bathrobe up a little to
give him a better view of her legs. She led him to her bedroom.
"Let me see how the outfits turned out."
Mr. Kim separated one hanger and held up a navy blue jacket and skirt.
"This one is yours."
"Can I try it on now to see how it fits?"
"Of course."
"Wait right here."
She took the outfit into her bathroom and closed the door halfway,
making it look like she had unintentionally left it open, giving Mr.
Kim a view of her reflected in the mirror. Her heart beat wildly and
her mouth became dry as she nervously thought about what she was about
to do. Glancing quickly at the mirror, she could see she had Mr. Kim's
full attention. Her juices started to flow as she shrugged out of her
bathrobe, dropping it to the ground. The cool air hitting her exposed
nipples made them harden. She put the long-sleeved jacket on and
buttoned it, leaving the top two undone. Next she pulled on the knee
length skirt and walked back into the bedroom. She noted with pleasure
the unmistakable bulge in her tailor's pants.
"How do I look?" she asked as she held her arms out and turned slowly.
Mr. Kim's eyes roamed over her body.
"You look beautiful."
"Why thank you for your kind compliment. You've outdone yourself this
time Mr. Kim."
She stepped closer to him, her heart hammering.
"How much do I owe you for this?"
"Nothing. I told you I would do this one for free since you are famous
and give me good publicity, Mrs. Partridge."
"Please, call me Shirley. You're making me sound so old. I can't take
this for free after all the work you put into it. I must repay you
somehow."
She stepped even closer giving him a clearer view of her cleavage. She
couldn't believe that she was seducing her tailor, but she needed a
man so badly now.
"No, no pay."
"You look uncomfortable. Is there something I can do for you?"
"No, I'm fine."
Shirley looked down at the front of his trousers tenting out.
"I see what's bothering you. Here, let me help."
She reached down and grabbed his erection through his clothes.
"I think I've found a way I can repay you."
Kneeling in front of her Korean tailor, she unzipped his pants,
reached in and pulled out his throbbing penis. She had never seen an
Asian penis before. It was slightly darker in color but otherwise
perfect for what she needed. She took it into her mouth and began to
suck as she moved up and down his shaft.
Mr. Kim groaned as the initial shock wore off. He looked down at his
favorite client who was now greedily sucking his throbbing erection.
Mrs. Partridge approached him about a year ago to design and make
performing outfits for her family. He had readily agreed knowing that
having a famous singing group wearing his outfits would improve his
business and reputation greatly.
Getting to work with this beautiful woman was his other motive. When
taking measurements of Mrs. Partridge, he was able to see her in only
panties and bra and he "innocently" let his hands slide over the
curves of her breasts and bottom. This led to situations where he had
to hold some fabric in front of him to hide his obvious state of
arousal. And Mrs. Partridge was always so kind to him. His business
had boomed beyond his wildest expectations and hand delivering a
custom made outfit was his way of saying thank you.
But never did he ever imagine that she would be interested in anything
physical with him. And yet, here was his attractive client kneeling in
front of him, wearing his outfit, and pleasuring him. He could feel
her taking his stiff member deeper and deeper into her mouth until she
took the entire length, deep throating him. The sensation was
exquisite. He grabbed the back of her head and held her as she bobbed
back and forth along his shaft.
Shirley couldn't believe how much she was enjoying sucking her tailor.
She had always found him very proper and polite. His penis was thicker
than Reuben's and she had a little more difficulty accommodating him.
As she took his whole erect rod deep into her mouth and down her
throat, she nuzzled his black pubic hair and inhaled. His musky aroma
was less pungent than that of Keith or Reuben. She had never
considered having an Asian lover, but she found the variety quite
stimulating. Her fluids were running freely, making her all wet and
aroused as she continued to suck on his hard tube of flesh.
Mr. Kim pulled his customer to her feet, not wanting to come too
quickly.
"You are my customer. I must see that you are satisfied first."
He kissed her and unbuttoned the jacket, opening it and allowing him
access to her firm pert breasts. He ran his hand over the soft skin
and cupped her breast. Gently at first, then more firmly, he massaged
the globe of flesh, enjoying its weight and consistency in his hand.
He ran a thumb over her nipple, then pinched it between two fingers.
As he continued to probe her mouth with his tongue, he let his hands
wander down her body. He pulled up her skirt and squeezed her firm
bottom. Finally, he slid his hand up her soft inner thigh to their
juncture where he found her dripping with anticipation. He rubbed her
clitoris eliciting a gasp into his mouth, then he pushed a finger into
her hot wet tunnel making her groan.
Mr. Kim guided her back until she was next to the bed, then pushed her
so that she lay on her back, her legs hanging off the edge. He slowly
made his way down her body, nuzzling her neck then kissing that
sensitive skin. He lavished his attention on her breasts, kneading
them while exploring every inch with his mouth and tongue, especially
her nipples until they became erect as pencil erasers. Playfully, he
left a trail of kisses down her flat stomach.
Skipping past her skirt to her knees, he kissed and licked her inner
thigh as he pushed her skirt above her hips and spread her legs to
expose her most intimate area. Below the patch of blond pubic hair he
spread her glistening labia slick with lubrication. He kissed her
clitoris, inhaling her musky scent, then started running the tip of
his tongue over the bud of sensitive flesh.
"Mmm. That feels nice."
Shirley enjoyed the attention Mr. Kim was paying to her body. Her son,
though giving her much pleasure, was still a novice. Reuben was into
satisfying only himself and though she enjoyed an occasional "wham,
bam, thank you ma'am" there were some things she missed. Mr. Kim
seemed to be intent on pleasuring her, awakening sensual sensations
from every part of her body. She especially enjoyed the time he spent
on her breasts, his ministrations sending shocks of pleasure tingling
down to her loins arousing her even further.
She felt his breath on her crotch, then his tongue slowly running over
her clitoris. She enjoyed his unhurried pace. Other men seemed so
intent on licking her hard and fast as if to hurry her lubrication so
that they could quickly enter her. She could feel the slow waves of
pleasure building gradually as his tongue continued to stimulate her.
Then as the pressure built, he pushed his finger into her well
lubricated tunnel and massaged her G-spot as he quickened the pace on
her clitoris. His other hand massaged her breast while pinching her
nipple. The combination of pleasure from all three areas quickly
pushed her higher and higher until it peaked and the pressure in her
loins exploded with pleasure as she had an incredibly powerful orgasm.
The rhythmic waves of her release seemed to continue forever as she
bucked her hips, grinding her pelvis against the face of the man who
was giving her such pleasure. Finally, she was able to open her eyes
and look down into the dark eyes of her multitalented tailor who was
still between her thighs.
"Let's see how well you fit me."
Shirley reached down and pulled his shirt off over his head, then
quickly removed his pants and trousers. She dragged him on top of her
and guided his rigid pole to her slick opening. He thrust forward,
making her gasp as he filled her with his erect flesh.
Mr. Kim drove into the attractive woman beneath him impaling himself
to the hilt in her burning tight passage. He was surprised at how
tight this mother of five was as he slowly moved in and out of her. He
set a leisurely pace as he looked down at this vixen seductress who
masqueraded as a reserved suburban mother. Her eyes were closed as she
moved her head slowly from side to side, biting the side of her bottom
lip, reveling in the sensation of being filled by a man. As he picked
up the pace, he enjoyed watching her breasts bounce in time with his
thrusts as he plunged deep inside her, the jacket wide open giving him
an unobstructed view. Her skirt was bunched around her waist, legs
spread apart. He put her smooth alabaster legs on his shoulders and
pushed even further into the petite mother.
With her legs up, Shirley could feel the pressure of the head of his
penis stimulating her still sensitive g-spot as he thrust deeply in
and out of her. She felt the pleasurable pressure build quickly again
as he continued to drive deeper and deeper until she was pushed over
the edge again and she writhed around in ecstasy with her second
orgasm.
Mr. Kim watched as the object of his desire thrashed about in the
throes of passion. He felt the familiar pressure build in his groin as
he rhythmically pounded harder and harder. The sight of his erection
glistening with her fluids pistoning in and out of the pretty blond
and the grip of her tight hot tunnel on his penis pushed him to an
intense peak of pleasure. Wave after wave of hot semen shot out of him
as he ejaculated deep inside of her body, filling her until it she
could hold no more. He collapsed on top of her as the spasms subsided.
"A perfect fit," Shirley murmured into his ear. "Come again tomorrow
so I can make sure my other outfits fit as well."
"It would be my pleasure. After all, customer always knows best."