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Introduction:

Even dodging heavy construction equipment and sometimes frantic drivers, she still notices me in the construction bedlam.
No one in this story under the age of fourteen has any sex at all.

THE FLAGGER:

My street in front of the Mount Beaver Condo Complex is undergoing a profound renovation. It used to be part of old U.S. Hwy 99 going through town, but now is with the production of I-5, the haven of a number of condo complexes and apartment complexes. It has a population of a small town on it now, though it is only about a mile and a half long. At the southern end of this road is a small village center with an old abandoned Albertson’s which we all wonder what will become in the future.

As they are finishing the underground work, of putting in much larger sewer and storm water catch basins and piping, there is a flurry of construction activity, which causes a lot of disruptions in the local traffic. This then becomes the responsibility of the flaggers, mostly women, to monitor and manage. They do a bang-up job of it, too.

I do worry about them at times, though. Reportedly their job is considered a very dangerous one, with very large and heavy equipment dancing around them, and frantic drivers trying to get in, out and through the repeated traffic snarls on the full length of the road. There are three locations currently in action. And add to that, that they handle those heavy STOP and SLOW signs that are undoubtedly wearing on the arms and backs. And then the weather here, except in the mid-summer and early fall is very changeable from very warm to very wet and sometimes cold, too. So, they have to wear their wet-weather clothing a lot of the time of the year, despite sometimes sweltering in them, too. I hope they are paid well, for all that they suffer.

I have gotten to know several of the regulars, because of my tottering down the sidewalk, to access the local Hispanic small restaurant and the village a couple of blocks down the road beyond that. I totter sometimes, because of a tricky back and hip that some of the time feels great and others hurts very profoundly. It probably gives the gals something else to wonder about, sometimes seeing me striding powerfully down the sidewalk and others hunched over and moseying along. Under both situations with my walking cane, because I never know when the back or hip will begin to act up. And besides, it is good to fend off annoying dogs and jerks. Haven’t had to use it with any feral cats, yet.

The vast majority of construction workers and local residents are very careful in their negotiating around these ladies. But, once in a while according to L & I statistics, one of them gets body slammed by one of the vehicles that they have to dodge every day. Thankfully, it usually involves minor damage to the flagger. But, once in a while a tragedy occurs.

Lately, one of the tragedy types of situations happened. And I walked up to find one of the gals in tears, because they had just hauled off one of her partners in an ambulance. We later found out that she didn’t make it. The police had already questioned this lady, the area was shut down for how long was unknown and to top it off, there was developing a driving rainstorm. So, I invited the lady up to my condo to sit outside if she wanted, to rest until she would be needed without having to dodge raindrops. I told her that I would set a chair outside the front door under the overhanging roof for her, if she wanted. From there she would be in eyesight of her work station and so be available at a minute’s notice to return to duty, when that was called for.

She looked at me and recognized me from my many trips past her and since I was at the time hurting and walking very carefully, she decided that I posed no legitimate danger to her and she followed me up to the condo. After she sat outside for a while, she decided that that was unnecessary, since I promised that the front door and windows would remain open if she came inside. She thus could feel safer in my company and still hear if her job became operational again. So, she shed and hung up her rain wear at my front doorway and came inside to be more comfortable.

As she sat on the couch, before I could be the gallant host and offer her some refreshment and a snack, she began to shiver. Probably a combination of shattered nerves and the very cool weather outside. So, I went into the bedroom and got my bathrobe, and pointed to the shower bathroom, within her direct sight. She looked at me for a few minutes and then nodded. I asked her to pass her clothing out and I would run them through the washer and dry them in relative short order. When she did, I got a very brief glance at a very fine looking woman of about the middle forties, I guessed.

I rushed to get her clothing cared for and heard to my pleasure her moans and aahs over the comfort of the warming waves of water falling down upon her. I smiled at that thought, and upon the thought of what she must look like with that water cascading down on her. You see, I Marvin, am a first class perv by everyone’s accounting. Though a relatively harmless one.

When she came out in the bathrobe, with her hair up in one of my towels, she settled down on the couch after checking outside to see that the investigation was continuing and the street was still blocked off. I was then able to provide her with some of my famous boiled and filtered water in iced glasses with ice cubes, with a P and J sandwich. She smiled broadly at this small consideration for her. We left the T.V. off so that she wouldn’t get too interested in it and miss the clues that she needed to go back to work. That came about two hours later, just as her clothing was cooled down enough to return to her body. As she prepared to leave she gave this old coot a grateful induced hug and then went back to her responsibilities in her profession.

After this, she began to spend some of her lunches and work breaks with me, due to the weather, in my apartment to my delight. She didn’t take showers every time, but often enough to peak my interest in her. And she could tell, and was appreciative that I held my sensual interests at bay, waiting for her to reciprocate them.

Over time, I found out that she had three children, mostly grown up, and was a widow having lost her husband in that terrible war in Afghanistan. It had been several years ago, but she had been busy raising children and working and so had not pursued any outside male interests. But, evidently I had made some progress with her despite my age and changeable condition.

I mentioned a couple of times that I would like to take her out for dinner and a movie sometime and then left the idea alone. After a month of her fellowship, she agreed to do so, without any further prompting by me. That weekend her children would all be gone from home following their own interests. And so she was available, since work was shutting down for one of the many holidays of the year for a three day weekend.

She managed to get one of the few visitor parking spots in our parking lot. We usually have plenty, but with the road work and the blockage of a lot of the street parking spots, the spots in the various condo and apartment complexes were being taxed to the limit.

She got out of her car and I escorted her to my ‘sub’ for the trip to the restaurant. She was pleased that I took the effort to make sure that she was fastened in with the seat belts, one of my long time obsessions. This started even before that became a law, because of my experiences in the U.S.A.F. in which it was a serious offense to not have them hooked up, if you had them. And I had them installed in my personal car, then.

We then settled down to a convivial drive to the restaurant, a local one of good reputation for a buffet style presentation of Americanized foods. It was busy that evening, but not overly so, because so many people were very busy with their relatives and familes for the weekend. Some kind of sports were being shown up on screens around the room, but I was not paying attention to them at all, with a lovely lady on my arm.

When she was settling down in her chair, before walking with me to get our dinners, I first saw her ‘little black dress’ ensemble and she looked very perky in it. She noticed that I noticed, too. And smiled back at me.

We then rose to get our meals with desserts and overpriced drinks that used to be included free in the meal charge. But, the food was very good, the atmosphere was pleasant and the lady was very fine indeed. As we ate she told me that this was the first date for her in years. I could count the reasons for that on my fingers.

Afterward, we moved on to see a movie. A current one of some repute. It turned out to be a lot more intense than I had expected and she several times moved over to lean on me. When she did, my hand naturally strayed to being on her nearest upper leg, occasionally straying to being on the inside of it. When she squirmed seemingly away, I withdrew from there, but on the second time she moved my hand back and patted it in place. Just before the movie was over, she turned and kissed me on the mouth to ensure that I knew of her approval of her being with me this fine evening.

As we moved to get back into my ‘sub’ she whispered to me, “Are you familiar with B.J’s on the go?”

I responded that ‘Yes’ I was very familiar with them, and loved them. So she said for me to brace myself for some fun on the way back to my place.

So, after getting into the ‘sub’ for a ten mile drive to my place, she unhooked her seat belt as I was driving on back streets to reduce the risk of this. She took the towel that was folded up on the back seat, laid it over the center console and then leaned over my open trousers for her sexy attentions. As she settled in with her mouth on my cock, I reached over her back to raise up her L.B.D. and revealed her lovely behind lit dimly in the moonlight through the tinted glass of the windows. She snuggled closer to me to allow further access to her rear end assembly and my free hand gloried in the feel of her.

My fingers were now probing up her anal entry as she was rapidly moving me up to a release, which would be the first of this kind in my life. I pulled aside to a parking spot on a darkened and non-traffic busy street and emptied completely up into her mouth. She briefly showed my results in her mouth and then swallowed it with a wide smile on her mouth. She averred then, that she was usually successful in this effort, even though it had been years since her last effort in it.

After I came down from my high, I informed her that I would like to return the favor, as it were, and she sounded delighted at this having never before enjoyed it. We still had five miles to my place and so she got out of the ‘sub’ and we traded places. She had removed her panties by the time that she took her place in the driver’s seat with the wheel risen up and the seat as far back as she could comfortably drive.

When she had established her steady driving, I opened my belt and lowered my pants as I leaned over the console to give her some genital thrills too. While she was moaning over my efforts, she was reaching back to play with my anus, just like I had hers. This considerably enlivened my attentions to her and she was shifting about on her seat in response to my tongue licking her clit. When she was about to cum, she moved over to a parking spot on another quiet neighborhood street and came right mostly into my mouth. She then opened her legs even more and I moved my mouth and tongue around to more directly address her vaginal opening. I then was getting the full flow of her womanly cum directly into my mouth and she was giving out low level shrieks of enjoyment of this. When she settled down, she continued the drive to my place, with murmurs of deep satisfaction with our adventures.

When we got to my parking place in the complex, I was prepared for her to withdraw for the night and to give her an enthusiastic farewell hug and kiss. But, she excused herself and walked to her car with me wondering what I had done to evidently spoil this so far wonderful evening. But, she opened the door and reached in to pull out an overnight valise and then moved to kiss me on the cheek and took my arm for the trip up the stairs to my condo unit. I think that I strained all of the muscles in my mouth with the wide grin I bore during that walk.

When we moved into the condo unit, she knowing the unit very well from her many lunches with me, took her valise into my bedroom and closed the door. I sat at the dinner table excited about what would be next, and after an only few minutes she reappeared naked in my view and with a closed sack, moved us to the bathroom shower. As we moved the few feet to her objective for us, I could see that she was not a nineteen year old taunt bodied woman anymore. But, she was forty year old magnificent anyway. She motioned for me to get naked while she entered and adjusted the water temperature for the both of us. Turned out that she liked it on the very warm side just like me.

When I got in she was already fully wetted down from the spray and with her so lovely, I settled in on my knees to her surprise to check on the wetness from her internal supplies. And found that she was very well wetted in that way, also. So, with my mouth smashed up to her pussy, I used my tongue to stimulate her very sensitive tissues, including her vaginal vault as far as my tongue would reach. At this she was completely turned on and rotating her body about my mouth to accentuate her sensual feelings from my attentions while holding the convenient handhold in the shower behind herself.

Finally she got to the point where she moved over to the handle on the side of the shower stall opposite to the water flow and leaned her body over with her back slung down to present her posterior for my attentions. With that, I moved up on my tip toes and caressed my dick up and down her pussy slit with the object of taking my place up her vagina. But, she had something else in mind and reached back to widen out her butt cheeks to present her rosebud to my further efforts. I got the point of this and reached outside of the shower to the top of the toilet tank to retrieve the bottle of body lotion there and blocked the water-flow to her ass as I lotioned up the outside and inside of her ass entry.

I then lotioned myself up and moved to enter her slowly. With me up to her anal hole, she suddenly lurched back and caused me to enter halfway all in one motion, I got the point again and moved to quickly fully enter her with her vocal murmurs of approval. We then moved on to profound plunging and withdrawal of me up and down her anal chamber. I almost never cum more than once a day, but in this case I came very heavily up into her lower colon. She then after rinsing me off, moved to suck out all of the cum still in my system left and then we rose to enjoy the rest of our shower with many huggings and kissings.

After we toweled off, she put on a super sexy outfit to spend the night with me. We settled in and she showed how she liked to snuggle at night. That is with her on her back, and me leaning over her with one leg down the center of her legs and my pillow braced face up to the side of her head. I slept very hard that night with this wonderful woman cuddled up under me.

When I woke up in the morning, she was already gone from the bed, but I could smell bacon and eggs being prepared. When I entered the kitchen in my robe, she was still in her outrageously sexy outfit, with a kitchen towel strategically placed to protect sensitive places from grease shots in the air. She turned as she saw me out of the side of her eyes and gave me the morning smile, reserved for a cool previous night’s games approval.

We settled down to the dinner table with our plates sitting opposite of each other with a lot of smiles between the bites. After eating of this fine meal, I got on the floor and moved to have my dessert. She opened her legs for me and I sucked her pussy to her cumming finish. She then withdrew to leave my kitchen in the fine manner that she had found it.

After this she moved into the living room with me watching the latest remarks about Tiger Woods recent resurgence. She reached over with her sexy outfit still in evidence and took the controller and turned off the T.V. She then cuddled up to me and addressed me in a very serious tone, “Marvin, you have been so wonderful to me over the last few months, and this last night I feel like several years of abstinence were atoned for. But, there are somethings that I need to share with you now with nothing interfering with your concentrated hearing of them. I am very seriously in love with you Marvin, and I want us to have a long lasting relationship. But, I have to let you know that I will never marry you. I lost my soul mate when I lost Jerry, and I don’t want to interfere with my memories of him, nor cause any disruption of his memories with my children.”

“Also, I have been fixed so that there will be no more children for me. And I will have to keep a separate residence for my children’s sakes. They may only actually hear about you, and never actually meet you in person. That is up to them. And further, this local job will be completed in the next week, and I have no idea of where I will be next. My home is actually in the eastern part of the state, and I will be moving there again until I know of where I will be working next.

As for you, you could join me on the road when I settle into my next job, if you would like. I know that you spend a lot of your time on the computer, part of it in your continuing writing adventures. [You will write our story, won’t you? {with my nod, she continues…}] I won’t be inviting you to my regular home, though. Ever.

I hope that none of this ever hurts your feelings, because I care how you feel about me and look forward to a very long collaboration of the social and sexy kinds with you.”

I was very silent for several minutes as I absorbed all of this, and then to her relief I added, “Sigi, I can see the wisdom of how you want to handle this. I accept all of your decisions in this matter. The only added thing would be if you would let me visit your town and stay in a motel to prevent us from being apart for too long at a time. I tend to stray when left with too long of a leash. If you agree to this, I can reserve myself to only you for the future, thus reducing any concern you might have about your sharing with me in the ‘bare’ as it were.”

“I don’t see why that would be a problem. I can have us do social things in the next town where I am an unknown to prevent anything specifically to return to my children. Yes, this can work out for sure, and I look forward to it.”

With that she opened my trousers again, to continue our introductory ‘honeymoon-like’ weekend sexual funfest and whatever would come after that.
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