Posted by tina on October 12, 20010 at 09:43:32:
"Housewives are Easy"
(Inspired by stalker)
by tina
She reminded me of Donna Reed which was odd because she wasn't a blond and her brunette hair was longer than Miss Reed's. I guess it was the high-heeled pumps (white like Miss Reed's) that Mrs. Walters seemed to always wear. I never saw her in flats. It was also the dresses that Mrs. Walters favored. They had been button front, form fitting on top with a lowing skirt that billowed a little when she turned. Mrs. Walters legs were also a match for the movie star. The nylons she wore were a light brown and her legs always shimmered in the bright store light.
I was working my way through college as a grocery clerk. I still remember the first time I saw her. I was bringing a pallet of can goods to the vegetable isle. She stood holding a couple of cans of green beans trying to decide which was best. Her left foot was raised as she balanced on the three-inch heel of her white pump. My eyes began the slow ride up the slender, shapely, nylon covered leg. The hem of her tan dress fell below her knee. She wore a thin belt at her waist and this served to accentuate her lovely curves. Her long brunette hair covered her face as it fell forward almost to the top of her firm bosom.
She finally made a decision, placed one of the cans in her cart and the other back on the shelf. As she bent over I saw the back of her thigh but the skirt of her dress still covered her upper thighs. Then as she turned back to her cart the skirt twirled and I caught a glimpse of dark stocking tops and white garter straps. Fortunately she had not noticed me peeking.
Mrs. Walters was a little heavier (I guessed about 130 pounds) and taller than Miss Reed but she was no less a beauty than the movie star.
I had managed to assist her out with her groceries one afternoon. She told be she was preparing a lavish dinner for her husband's boss.
"I wish Mr. Walters didn't work so late," she confessed to me, "But he certainly takes good care of me. I have the days to myself."
She had also mentioned that every Wednesday evening her husband had to work late because of West Coast business. She tipped me with two crisp one-dollar bills, reached up and touched my cheek and thanked me with a warm smile. I don't think she intended it but she planted a seed that day.
Two weeks later I was outside her door. I had told my boss that I needed the day off to study for a big exam. Since I was one of his best part time workers he had been glad to give me the time and wished me well on my test. I was surprised my hand didn't shake as I rang her front door bell.
"Why hello, Tony," Mrs. Walters greeted me as she opened the door, "Come in, I'm just finishing some cookies." I was amazed and delighted to see she was dressed in high heels, the light brown nylons and her usual casual dress. Oh, I forgot to tell you about the pearls. She wore a single strand of pearls just like Miss Reed.
I moved past her and heard the door close behind me. "I'd love a cookie, Mrs. Walters, I said calmly."
"Come on into the kitchen," she said brightly as she moved past me. I caught a whiff of her perfume. I think it was Chanel or one of those expensive ones. She smelled great. Even in the heels she was a couple inches shorter than I. that made her about 5' 6" tall. We were about half way to the arched doorway into the kitchen when I grabbed her. I had my arm around her throat and clutched her wrist with my other hand. I choked her slightly as I pulled her against me. I had her arm behind her as she struggled.
"Tony...what...let me go this instant," she managed to gasp out the words.
"I wont hurt you as long as you cooperate," I lied.
"Tony, we don't have any money," she wheezed she between gasps. I just laughed as I pulled the short cord from my pocket. "That's okay Mrs. W I don't want your money." I wrapped the cord around her wrists. She tried to pull away but I quickly grabbed her other wrist and soon had her hands tied tightly behind her back.
I turned her around and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Take me to your bed room." She began to sob but nodded her head as she turned right down a hallway to the master bedroom. I stopped her by her dressing table. It had a large mirror and I just looked at us for a minute. She was beautiful. I unbuttoned the top of her dress.
"Please, don't" she pleaded as I pushed the dress down away from her lacey white bra. I then pushed the cups of the bra down to reveal her breasts. Her tits were small but firm. I moaned as I gently squeezed them in my hands. Her lovely ass was against me and I could fell myself getting aroused. She bowed her head and the long brunette tresses fell over my hands.
I guided her to the bed and helped her sit. I fastened my trousers. She shook the hair out of her face. "What are you going to do?"
"Not me Mrs. W." I responded as I moved between her legs. Her face was at the perfect level. "Suck it," I commanded as my hard cock bobbed in front of her. She tried to pull away but my hand went to the back of her head. My other hand grasped her throat. I pulled her forward as her lips parted. I shoved my cock all the way inside her mouth.
Mrs. Walters went wild as I forced her to suck me. Of course the more she struggled the more my dick grew inside he lovely gaping lips. She was no expert but it didn't take me long to shoot a load down her throat.
As she coughed and sputtered after the force oral I pushed her down on her back. I shoved the hem of her dress up around her waist to expose her white garter belt and panties. I noticed that the stockings were from Berkshire. They were very sheer and made her legs look fantastic. "Why Mrs. W., you put your panties on over your garter straps," I commented as I slid the panties down and off. She looked up at me and just shook her head as I stuffed the balled up panties into her mouth. Her lipstick was smeared from my cock sliding in and out of her lovely mouth.
I pushed her further back on the bed and rolled her over. "Did Mr. Walters ever fuck that luscious asshole?" She bucked and screamed as I moved between her legs. The woman was hysterical as I forced my cock into her tight asshole. "Nope, no one been in here before," I laughed as I pushed my cock deeper and deeper into Mrs. Walter's virgin ass. I came again almost as quickly as the first time. I rolled her back over on her back. Her cheeks were smeared with her running mascara. She was gasping for air through her nose as the panties filled her gaping lips.
I grabbed two pillows at the head of the bed and stuffed them under her butt. Her brown pussy was elevated. She saw me gazing at her brown bush and pulled her legs together. I sat down on the bed while I waited to recover. She lay quietly as she also recovered from the attack. I reached over and smoothed her hair to the side. "Only one more hole to fill Mrs. W. and then I'll be on my way." Her eyes pleaded with me as she shook her head. She moaned as I got between her legs. I was hard again and easily pushed her legs apart. The stocking covered thighs felt good between my hands as I spread her legs wide. I guided my cock into her brown snatch and began to thrust. My cock was lubricated from our initial efforts so it slid easily into her dry pussy.
She must have decided to enjoy herself because her legs had come up and wrapped around my waist. I raped her with hard strokes. Her hips fell into rhythm as she trusts up as I pushed into her hairy pussy. Her cunt clutched my cock as I came for the last time.
I lay on top of her for a moment then pushed up. I fastened my jeans. I grasped her under her arms and moved her so she was diagonal on the bed. She looked at me with puzzled eyes as I pulled her so her head hung down over the edge of the bed facing the bedroom door. I positioned the pillows under her butt again. Her pussy was visible from the doorway. I walked over and with some effort repositioned the dressing table. I went to a bureau and after opening a couple of drawers I found her nylons. I pulled one of the stockings out and looped a knot in the leg as I walked back to the bed.
Her eyes went wide with fear as she saw the brown stocking in my hands,. I pulled her into a sitting position on the bed as I brought the stocking up under her throat. I watched in the mirror as I got the knot positioned and drew the stocking tight. She fought me as best she could but it was to no avail. She bucked and pulled and twisted but I simply pulled the lovely nylon tighter. I could see her face go from pink to bright red to a dull violet as I strangled her. Just as her head began to wobble I loosened the ligature. She inhaled much needed air through her nose before. Her head came up and her eyes looked into the mirror. Just as she opened her mouth even wider to scream I drew the stocking tight again. This time I held the brown nylon tight as her struggles slowly weakened. With her last bit of strength she had looked at me and I could see those pleading eyes one last time. Then her head fell onto her chest.
I held the stocking tight for five minutes. She was definitely dead. I gently lowered her back onto the bed and removed the stocking as her head lolled back over the edge. I made sure her lower body was still elevated so her dripping pussy was in full view. I spread her legs and placed the soles of her shoes together for maximum the effect.
I took a long look at Mrs. Walters. "Hope Mr. Walters enjoys his surprise"
I closed the bedroom door.
I wondered about poor Mr. Walters coming home late from work. He probably called out. He walked down the hall calling her name. He opened the door to the bedroom and turned on the light. There was her body. He would have seen the face first, hanging over the edge of the bed. The face was tinged blue with asphyxia. The brown eyes bulged slightly from the strangulation. The white panties had been visible surrounded by gaping lipstick smeared lips. The string of pearls had slid down to rest on her chin. The red line of torn flesh had been clearly visible at the center of Mrs. Wilson's strangled throat. The lovely breasts jutted out in a final effort to breathe. Her body was lewdly exposed with the legs spread wide and her brown, sperm filled pussy displayed for the entire world to see.
I kept a clipping in the scrapbook I started. I figured there must be other easy housewives out there.