1. A Cheerleader's Mom Gets Pom Pom'd


    Date: 5/14/2018, Categories: Cheating, Author: cajundaddeee, Source: LushStories

    Being an adjuster for insurance companies has more than once landed my ass in the bed with a needy woman. I am a happily married man that stopped chasing women years ago. The only problem is that my wife’s sex drive has severely decreased over the last few years. We have three children and she teaches voice lessons in the afternoons so by the time I come home she has cooked dinner and is ready for a glass of scotch and some relaxation. By the time I’ve helped get the kids in bed it’s 10:00 p.m. and she is exhausted. I am too. It’s just that point we are at in life. I know she still loves me, but I could still have sex every night. And don’t even get me started on blow-jobs. She’ll start one, but always ends up jumping on top of it. One Sunday evening I got a phone call of a large water loss at a hotel a little over two hours away from where I live. I always like to get on a commercial job as quickly as possible. Most “emergency” service companies that pledge 24-hour responses usually respond with incompetent employees. The competent employees, if there are any, show up the next day. A lot of times after the damage has been done. I get to the hotel shortly after midnight and check into a room. I immediately survey the damage and get with hotel management on what actions need to be done and what is not a priority. I then find the crew chief of the emergency response company and tell him my expectations. This particular job was a nightmare. The water came from overhead and the ...
    crew chief was particularly inept. Nice guy, but zero experience. By the time daylight broke, I had taken over his crew and had things headed in the right direction. I gave him directions on setting his equipment and went off to catch a few hours of sleep. I awoke a few hours later and began to check the progress. The crew chief had done okay, but not exactly what I knew needed to be done in setting his equipment properly. I was in the process of moving one of his dehumidifiers to where I wanted it when I spotted a woman eyeing me from the bar. In my early forties, I’m not a workout-aholic, but I keep myself in pretty decent shape. I’m used to catching a few glances every now and again, but not like this lady. She was really checking me out. Like I said, I don’t chase women anymore, but I had a feeling this woman was going to be trouble. In less than ten minutes she was standing next to me teasing me about watching me struggling with the tubing from the machine. “You must not be used to dealing with long hoses.” “I usually handle my tubing pretty well,” I replied with a smile. “Really?” she asked. “When can I get a glimpse of that handling?” “Well,” I started, “I’m in room 763 and you’re welcome to stop by anytime. I’m finishing up my work now and will be heading back that way soon.” She smiled slyly and turned away. I watched her walk away. She was several inches shorter than me and had a really nice package. I could tell she was at least thirty, maybe even older, but took ...
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