MWM Bisexual Musings

This story was inspired by a weekend of helping my brother-in-law getting his Dad's house (passed last year) ready for sale. His sultry sister, who I'd seen only a few times, was always very aloof and it goes to show don't always judge an attitude by its actions.

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Serina showed up, late as usual; her three smaller children needed rustling up by someone and her face was more than a resting bitch; it was actively annoyed talking on her phone.

I'd seen her for the first time at the memorial service last year. Her athletic wear (shorts and tank) showing off a figure better than most moms her age, long black lashes, make-up to blend her years into her healthy brown skin, long black hair put up nicely, breasts pushing against the sports bra and tank.

In contrast, this time, she had a French braid for her long hair, no make-up (it was cold now, hot then), her sweats held her firm arse in place, muted breasts under sweatshirt and tight top. Different, but still beautiful.

We worked hard beside each other, clearing a garage, putting things in a large walk-in dumpster, I was always better with a perceived audience and I wanted to help. We did amazing work in just four hours. I was talking with the group, targeting her, however it seemed to be unsuccessful, getting zero response from the half-Hispanic beauty.

We finally broke for lunch. I had preferred to keep working, but my brother-in-law, Jason, had an eating schedule that couldn't be broken. We went to the most authentic Mexican place with real margaritas. Serina was on her phone, most likely harassing her diminutive husband about getting the kids after school.

I slid into the large table for seven, was going to be by Serina, who paid me no mind.

I then realized I hadn't washed my hands and we were handling some vile objects covered in mouse droppings. I slid out, went and washed my hands and was replaced by Jason and his wife (my wife's sister). This placed me directly across from Serina and we began discussing the best margarita there.

I wondered aloud how good the house one was, stating I usually got a specific one.

I looked up and the most beautiful brown eyes grabbed mine.

"The Barrel Margarita is their 'house', mixed strong," Serina said, holding my gaze, one I didn't want to let go. "It's my favorite."

She looked away first, then back.

"What tequila do you get?" I asked, and she smiled at my interaction, adjusting her hat, still looking deep into my face.

This began a conversation with Jason and the table, our eyes going to those speaking. I gave my preference getting her attention again!

The rest of the meal wasn't as engaging however she did sneak a glance or two, give me a couple of smiles; I felt myself getting hard under the table. It's amazing what true initial attraction can do between people, my libido getting a much-needed boost.

We ate as the talk went to Jason and Serina's hearing loss. Both admitted to listening to music through their devices at their spouses dismay.

'Of course! Her hearing loss is why she seems so aloof' I thought. That and her listening to music while working, she couldn't have heard how 'charming' I was trying to be around her.

After we finished our meals, again getting some shy, almost hidden glances from Serina, we took off and went back to the house.

I was working in the back clearing brush and came around to see Serina and her sister Emilia talking. They were about to take some wicker furniture to Serina's car. I grabbed a chair and met them there, it was a smaller SUV and I thought there was no way they'd get all of it inside the vehicle.

We moved several pieces around. I tried something; they tried something.

"I can put one of the chairs in mine and follow you." I offered, my imagination spilling into a tryst at her house before the kids and her husband got home.

She either didn't hear me or went for the next movement of pieces, putting the seats all the way up, putting the love seat across the back, then the table and then all the chairs fit in.

'Darn it!' I thought.

The girls cheered and I saw the time.

"Hey, I've got to go," I gave Emilia a side hug, Serina was shutting a door. "Great job you two!"

Serina and I vigorously high fived. I let go of Emilia and started to turn towards my car.

"I could use some help unloading," Serina said, standing there, her eyes soft but intent, looking me up and down, her hand pushing the hair coming out of her braid up into her hat. "You can follow me."

"Sure...sure thing."

She smiled, lingered for a moment then looked away, heading to her car.

My cock was hard sitting in my car, backing up out onto the side of the street waiting for her to say her 'goodbyes'. She finally backed out; my heart was racing. She had set up a perfect time and perfect excuse AND we'd never really met each other's spouses giving anyone any reason to suspect we were capable of what was seemingly about to happen.

The drive was short, but long at the same time, I stayed close behind her, not wanting to lose her as I had no address and I wasn't going to text my Sister-in-law for it and draw suspicion. I doubt they even knew where I was headed, assuming I was headed home.

We pulled into an older but nicely kept two-storey. The garage was tiny and round the back. I followed her into the driveway; she parked outside the garage and we both hopped out.

Again, she was aloof, just focusing on getting the chairs, table and love seat out and onto their patio. Serina was almost robotic in her movements and actions. We each took a side of the love seat. After a moment of contemplation and chair adjustment, she closed the doors of her vehicle and walked into the garage.

'Well, that was nothing...' I thought.

"Ummm...Sir, would you come into the garage for a moment."

"Sure thing..." my hardness crept back, the small door was open, not the larger, I turned and I felt her hand on my hip, she pulled me against herself closing the outside door.

"Kiss me!" she commanded.

I smiled, my eyes running all over her face, my hands moving there and pulled her into my lips. She kept hers open while I pressed hard, but held them there, tasting the vape hit she must have just taken (and been taking while working).

Our tongues met inside her mouth, Serina fought back and pressed into mine, eyes still wide, taking me in. We both pushed, fighting for dominance. She was the first woman in years I had kissed, only the second in the 30 years I'd been married.

This wasn't a sweet, long, make-out session. Her hands went to the waistline of my sweats; she slid inside to check what was pressing against her leg a moment ago. I opened my eyes to see she was half smiling. running the other hand down there, pulling back while her hands held my hard cock.

"Fuck me..." she said and pulled down my sweats and underwear.

My hands moved to her waist, spun her around and pushed her to the boat that was parked in the garage, her hands finding the edge. My hands pulled down her sweats.

It was cool inside our hideaway, the sun bringing some light inside and I could see her back tattoo while I was pushing up her sweatshirt, pulling her naked hips to me, my head slipping up her crease.

"Mmm...do it!"

I leaned in, kissed her neck, adjusted my hips, the head sliding down over her tiny hole, taint and then...."

"OHHHH!!!"

I thrust inside hard once I felt her warm, wet cunt wrap my cock, driving into her while she pushed back taking it all.

"GOD! OHHH!"

My hands found her hips and I drove in hard three times.

"OHH! OH! AH!"

Serina turned her head and stared at me.

"HARDER!"

Fuck. I was too close, and my move to get some stamina was switching positions, but there weren't too many spaces in the garage.

I held myself in and reached and pulled on her ponytail, driving a little deeper, pushing up with my hips.

"YES! OHH!"

I yanked her left and right, pushing her breasts into the side of the boat. I looked inside and saw a fishing seat and a bench along the back of the boat, and it was clean up there.

I pulled out of Serina's body and spun her.

"What the??!!"

I pushed downward on her shoulders, the cool air calming my urge to finish and oral wasn't the wanted sensation; a nice warm pussy was for me.

"Fine I guess, Mffggtt!!"

My cock was in her mouth, my hands were forcing her to take it, her own juices provided enough lubrication and her expertise had her throat moving my head down it's canal.

"Gmmftt! Gmft!"

Serina's hands were on my hips, I pushed harder, and my balls were on her lips.

"Gmmfftt!"

My hands were pushing her and pulling her off, my cock numbing.

"Gmft! Gmft! Gmft! Gmft!"

I pulled out abruptly.

"Get up on the boat!" I commanded, pulling her up and slapping her bare arse.

SLAP!

"Ooo!"

The wicked grin she gave me made my cock harder. She leapt at the step and in a flash was up on the boat's deck. I followed, my sweats around one ankle, I brought them up, and was greeted by her hands on my face, kissing me.

We mashed faces; lips and tongues everywhere, backing her to the bench, she kept her mouth on mine, pulling me down as she sat and spread her legs, losing her sweats. The limited light let me get glances of the tattoos around her shaven crotch, wet, pink pussy lips against the brown skin.

"One taste, Baby..."

"Taste all you want; we still have time..."

I went down and a musky, sweat heavy aroma hit my nostrils diving into her wetness. My tongue pushed in and up, sliding my hands under her toned arse.

"Ohh...Baby..." she moaned, her hands in my hair, my tongue going deep; she was wet and open wide, warmth bathed my face.

The cool air was on my backside, my cock was sufficiently calmed and I wanted to bust her cunt badly. I pulled out of her and rushed to kiss her mouth with her own juices, fragrances, pushing my cock to her entrance.

"Mmmftt....Ohfftt!" Serina moaned into me, her hands in my hair while my cock drove deep.

"OHH!"

I pushed deep sliding into her, bracing my knees, pulling back and then thrusting with all my weight.

"OH! AH! AH!"

I immediately repeated, the length of me pushed and pulled at her flesh again and again.

"HARDER! OH! THATS! IT! OH! THERE!"

Her head kicked back, then forward, her mouth strained, hands on my neck while she took my body weight again and again.

"OH! OH! AH! CLOSER! FUCK!"

I was numb, fucking her with abandoned fury, hips driving to hips, sliding her arse a little, she wrapped her legs and screamed.

"OHH! YESSS! YESSSSS!"

The warmth covered my cock, her head went forward into my chest, pulling me inside, our bodies one and she wanted me to melt into her flesh.

I pulled out, her legs releasing me, I went down and tasted the wetness, it had the orgasmic tang I learned to go feast on before finishing.

"OHhh...we don't have...oohh! OH! All Day! OH"

I pulled up, took her hand letting her stand, rotated her and moved into position for her to sit backwards on my cock.

"Bounce!" I commanded again, her smile showed her approval, turning and lowering.

"Oooo...." I slid deep into her sloppy mess.

My hands slid under the sweatshirt, under the sports bra.

"Damn..." she moaned and began to twerk on my cock, grinding down, moving back and forth, up and down; my fingers discovered her nipples.

"Ohh...Serina..." I moaned. "Yes. Like that!"

She looked back over her shoulder, my fingers were pulling on her nipples, they seemed longer, harder, than most, my nail digging just a hint.

"Naughty Boy!" she half-slapped my shoulder, smiling.

"Ohh! SHIT! OHH!"

Seeing the look in her eyes, the playful hurt I'd been inserting, this woman was hot and knew how to fuck in all manners.

"Oh...baby..." she moaned, pushing down, back, forth and up.

"Serina! SERINA!"

"YES! LOVER! OHHH!"

I released the minute I felt her second orgasm, pumping cum deep in her cunt. She pushed down, my fingers held her breasts, my head pushing into her back.

We stopped, frozen together, sexual fluids shooting and leaking everywhere.

"Ohh..."

"Mmmmm...."

With amazing flexibility, she lifted one leg and rotated on my receding cock, not losing it, still insider her, my hands still inside her sweatshirt now holding her back.

"You surprised me..." she said, kissing deeply. "I thought you'd cum so fast."

"I about did...you are one hot Mamacita!"

"We'd better get put together....we have, like, 10 minutes." she said, looking at her phone which was in her sweatshirt pocket.

She pulled off me allowing us to gather our sweats and underwear and make our way out of the garage.

"They put me in charge of finishing the yard work." Serina said, careful not to embrace or kiss me in public.

"I told Shane to call me," I said. "You can get my number from him."

"Count on it..."

(To Be continued)