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Elizabeth’s Fall From Grace….and here IS the story as recounted to me by the delightful old lady, Bettina.The early morning spring sunshine lights up a pretty country scene. Whitewashed cottages line a neat and tidy village street. ElizabethSchmidt is in the local shop to buy provisions, but times are verydifficult, and even though she trims her shopping list to the bare minimum,she finds that she doesn’t have enough money. Prices seem to be rising bythe day and her account at the shop is already too much for her to pay. The shop keeper, Helmut Schuster, eyes his hesitant and slightly flusteredcustomer with a frown.’Is there a problem, Elizabeth?”I seem to be a little short of cash, Herr Schuster….”A frequent predicament, it seems, my dear.’ She blushes deeply. Whathe says is true, she has often asked him for credit, and she knows that sheowes him a substantial amount of money! Her embarrassment is acute.’Would you be, er, open to a suggestion to, er, resolve the problem?’ Heasks her. His voice is quiet, She looks at him with interest in her eyes.He continues.’Living alone, as I do, I, er, find the lack of female company, er,somewhat, er, shall we say…..frustrating?’ Elizabeth still says nothing.The grocer smiles weakly. ‘A few groceries would be gladly given in returnfor a little, er, how can I put it…. physical….comfort…’ She doesn’tunderstand at first, but then it dawns on her he wants to have sex withher. He wants her to pay for her groceries with sex!’Herr Schuster! I…. that is….’ She begins to complain at hisforwardness, but even as she speaks, she has a feeling, deep down inside,that unless Bettina and she want to go hungry, there is nothing she can dobut agree to his request. She goes quiet and stares at the floor for aminute. Desperately she tries to think if there is another way to raisesome cash. ‘I suppose it’s a reasonable offer, Herr Schuster. From yourpoint of view, at least. Is a basket of groceries really the price of awomans honour these days?’ A tear wells up and trickles down her cheek.’My dear Elizabeth….’ he is embarrassed himself now and in an attemptto lift the situation, says, ‘of course not! Especially one so lovely anddelightful as your good self! I would consider your debt to me to be paidin full!’ He bites his lip. He had not meant to be so generous!’If I agree, when would we….’ she leaves the unutterable questionunsaid!’Any time you wish. Tonight would be most acceptable….’ he sayshopefully. Elizabeth studies the floor again. She feels trapped, but theoffer solves one of her greatest problems! Anyway, she reasons, he’s onlya man. No different to Herman, her poor dead husband. How she misses him.His gentle touch in the darkness, the comforting feel of his body next tohers in the night. Even the weight of him as he lay on her breathingheavily and kissing her neck as he….she snaps back to the reality of thepresent. She had made up her mind.’I’ll be here just after dark. But I can’t stay too long, Bettina willbe on her own….”Er….of course….shall we say….an hour?’ Elizabeth stares at himwide eyed.’An hour!….’ She stops herself. How long did she expect it to take?’Oh…er…yes…of course….whatever, er, is necessary….’On her way home, her mind races over the conversation she has just hadwith the grocer. ‘Oh my God! He’ll want me naked….and what if I becomepregnant!’ She wishes she’d filled her basket up a little more! She triesnot to think about it. ‘Just get on with things as normal, after all, itsnot as though I’m a little girl!’ she consoles herself.A little after seven that evening, Elizabeth presented herself at HerrSchusters door. He ushers her quickly into the shop, locking the doorbehind her.’Please, come into the house.’ He leads her through the storeroom behindthe shop, and up the flight of wooden stairs to the small apartment he hasover the shop. Elizabeth casts a disapproving eye over the distinctlyuntidy living room. Despite her nervousness, she can’t help but reprovehim for his untidy house.’A person would not have to know you were unmarried, denizli escort Herr Schuster. This room speaks for itself. A woman’s hand is very obviously absent!”Alas, my dear Elizabeth, you are so right. A situation you may care toconsider, perhaps….?’ She looked at him, his words startling her!’In what way, Herr Schuster?’ His face had turned a deep red! Was heproposing she should clean for him….or….?’Er, no matter….’ He struggled to regain control of the situation. After all, she was here at his request….for his money….she was the oneserving him this time!’Would you like a cup of tea? Or should we just….er….get on withit?’ This time he sounded more assertive, a little more confident.’Perhaps a cup of tea would be a good thing, Herr Schuster. I feel justa little shaky, to be honest. Nerves, you understand.’ Helmut Schustersmiled and nodded. This was more like it! He liked a shy, nervous woman!Much nicer than those brazen whores in Frankfurt!’Now why don’t you slip out of that dress, whilst I put the kettle on!’Shan’t be a minute!’He vanished through a door at the back of the room. Elizabeth chewedher bottom lip. It was now or never! But she couldn’t go back! She’dalready agreed, and she’d taken the groceries that afternoon as well! Shewas committed! With trembling fingers she began to unbutton her dress. The small whalebone buttons seemed so tiny now! From somewhere close bycame the sound of a whistling kettle. She undid the last one. The soundof clinking china accompanied the sound of her dress as it rustled to thefloor. She stepped out of it just as Herr Schuster reappeared. He put thetea tray on the table and came over to her. She noticed small beads ofsweat on his brow as his hands reached out towards her. He hauled herchemise over her head, and stared at her naked breasts. His hands trembledslightly as he fumbled with the silk cord that secured her knee lengthknickers. She noted the bulge in his trousers as she stepped out of them.She was completely naked, available for his eyes to finish their inspectionof her body.’My God, Elizabeth!’ he breathed. ‘You’re as lovely a woman as everwalked this village!’She stood there, still as a statue as he stripped away his clothing. Her eyes took in his slightly bulging belly. His rigid penis sprang up ashe pushed down his trousers. It settled, pointing straight out towardsher. She noted with relief that he was circumcised. She had worried thatan uncircumcised Helmut may be an unpleasant experience. Her circumcisedhusband had been meticulous with his personal hygiene, and had explained toher the difference between cut and uncut men. He had outlined the problemsthat an infrequently washed, uncircumcised penis could pose!The grocer stepped nearer to her, his hands settling on her waist. Shecould smell him. Not unpleasant. Something akin to cloves and….was thatlavender? The butterflies in her belly settled a little. She felt herselfrelax as he gently pulled her to him, his smell seemed to act as anarcotic, permeating her senses and soothing her fears. His hairless chestbrushed her nipples, then pressed against her breasts. She could feel hispenis pressing between her thighs, anxious to get access to her!’Herr Schuster….I….”Quiet my dear, just relax and go along with me….’ He manoeuvred heracross the room, ‘….here….on the sofa….’ He laid her down on the bigvelvet sofa under the window. Moonlight dappled her body, the shadow ofthe lace curtains criss-crossing her bare torso. Helmut knelt on the floorbeside her, his hands running over her flesh. He bent his head to suckleon the large round nipples, now beginning to harden, that tipped her largebreasts. She winced as forgotten feelings coursed through her. She wasshocked at how easily his hand slid between her thighs, his probing fingerslooking for her sex, hidden amongst her dark pubic hair. She was alsosurprised how easily those probing fingers slid into her, and at how wetshe was! Feelings that had lain dormant in her for many months, began tostir. She did not resist as he pushed diyarbakır escort her knees apart, opening her legswide. Panic suddenly hit her as she realised his tongue was now playingalong her slit. She drew her thighs together, but his hands firmly prisedthem apart again.’Now now, Elizabeth, remember, just go along with me….relax and let meget on with it!’ His tongue resumed it’s ministrations. He pushed her leftleg off the sofa, placing her foot on the ground, her right one he restedon the back of the sofa. She felt extremely vulnerable, spread-eagled asshe was. Pulses of feeling began to run up and down her body. His tonguewas playing havoc!’Please, don’t do that….’ He lifted his head and smiled.’I was just about to stop, actually!’ He hauled himself to his feet andstraddled her. His cock bobbed in front of her face. Apparently herhusband was not the only man who expected her to ply her lips for hispleasure! She closed her eyes and parted her lips. She felt the smoothfleshiness of his cock on her lips as he pushed it into her mouth. Obediently she ran her tongue around the head of it, tasting the slightdrop of salty fluid that had eased its way from the depths of his balls. For a minute she sucked as her husband had taught her. Her hand gentlymassaging, her lips and tongue teasing and sucking. She did not open hereyes until he pulled away from her. He lifted her legs, his hands underher knees. She watched him position himself, one knee on the sofa, onefoot on the floor. His penis, stiff as a poker, pointing up, his ballsflopping against her bottom. Without thinking she took hold of his cockand positioned it at the entrance to her vagina. He grinned at her, thenpushed. Elizabeth cried out as the grocer took her in one smooth movement.She had forgotten how it felt when a man entered her. Herr Schuster’s cockreminded her in full as with one easy movement he filled her with it. Hebent over her, his hips beginning a relentless motion that the firebuilding within her told her could only end one way. She pushed againsthim, gripping his arms as he began to fuck her. Slightly embarrassed, butunable to control herself, she began to move against him, little cries ofpassion escaping her lips when their bodies clashed a little too hard! Shegave up any pretence of reluctance and hooked her heels over his shouldersto gain a good purchase, then she began to fuck back in earnest.It had been a long time since her husband had left for the front. Almost three years, and now the grocer was driving into her, releasing allthat supressed sexuality and hidden frustration. He fucked into her witha****l ferocity that was met with an equal vigour by Elizabeth as shestrove to reach her orgasm. Suddenly she felt his semen, warm and fillingas it invaded her. She pushed hard against him, her clitoris grindingagainst his pubic bone. She exploded in a flash of noisy passion thatwracked her body with spasms of ecstasy! Three long years of faithfulabstinence and frustration washed away on a flood of the shopkeeper’ssemen. She fell back panting. The grocer was fighting for breath andclinging onto the back of the sofa. The look on his face told her that hergrocery bill was well paid!’I think our tea is going cold….’ Elizabeth said, looking up at himand smiling for the first time. Helmut grinned back at her and struggledto his feet. She studied him as he made his way to the table to pour theirrefreshment. His buttocks were pleasantly firm, even if his belly was alittle too big. His hair was thinning, and he generally had the air of amiddle-aged man, but he was undeniably agreeable. Especially so now thatshe had sampled the goods (so to speak!) that he had to offer! He turnedto bring the two cups over to the sofa. Her eyes took in his now flaccidpenis. It hung before two rather large (she thought) testicles. It wasonly now that she realised his penis was somewhat bigger than her husband’shad been. She sat up, and cascading semen indicated just how big Helmut’sballs must be!’Please, a towel, or the sofa will be ruined!’ escort bayan She pleaded. He laughed.’Women, bless them, always got one eye to the house!’ He brought therequested article from the kitchen and watched as she tidied herself andmopped up his semen. ‘Thank you Elizabeth. You’ll never know how goodthat was for me.’ His face had settled into a soft and almost caringexpression.’I think I do, if what what you left me with was any measure!’They laughed together, the atmosphere now more comfortable between them.Having shared the embarrassment of the ‘first time’ and being witness toeach other’s orgasms, an intimacy had taken over their previously formalrelationship. As she lifted the tea cup to her lips she noticed his peniswas stiffening. Growing back to its former glory! A twinge of expectancyrippled out from her vagina. The prospect of coupling with him again wasnot unpleasant, but her legs however were still complaining at thetreatment he had given them. Single for so long, she was unaccustomed tohaving her thighs spread so far and having her knees pressed so close toher ears! She put down her cup.’I see that you would like me to stay a little longer!’ He smiled andsaid,’Well….I had hoped that we could do it again?’ She nodded, somewhatreluctantly. He had, after all, asked for an hour of her time, and she hadnot objected’Very well. I’m sure you’ll excuse me…. ‘She knelt on the floor, herelbows on the cushions of the sofa. ‘….but this would be far lessstressful to my muscles!’ He chuckled loudly as he moved behind her,grasping her hips, bending his knees, lowering himself so that his cockslid downwards between her buttocks until the head of it slipped easilyinto her hot, wet vagina. A sigh escaped his lips as he settled into heronce more, gently flowing in and out of her, taking advantage of the timeremaining to him.For twenty minutes they fucked. Him behind her, her on top of him. With no though to modesty, no hint of embarrassment as they took from eachother what they wanted. Fondling, sucking, touching, watching. Tastingeach other’s body fluids, stimulating each other until his orgasm onceagain echoed through the room. Totally sated, the grocer peeled himselfoff Elizabeth. He lay naked on the floor watching her get dressed. Shesurveyed him with a distinct twinkle in her eyes, and a teasing smile abouther mouth.’Are you done with my poor body, you insatiable man?! May I go, or doyou wish to ravish me some more?”I wish I had the strength to ravish you indefinitely! My dearElizabeth, if you ever want one, I will gladly be your husband. Gladly andwithout reservation! You were born to be a man’s mate, no woman ever morequalified!”You flatter me, but I fear it was an offer made in the aftermath ofpleasure! Your common sense overwhelmed by your manhood!’ She looked athim. He had meant it. She had to admit to herself it had been a verypleasant interlude, apparently much needed, even for her!’Will you come to me again? If I cannot have you all the time, pleaselet me have you once a week, at least!”You want me to come here for this every week?”You’ll never be short of anything my shop has to offer if you do!’Elizabeth thought it over for a second or two. This would mean that thetrouble and strain of finding their next meal was over. She could getalmost all the benefits of having a husband, but none of the trouble! Feedher little girl and herself, and all she had to do was be pleasured by him!Immoral it may be, but it was a very appealing idea!’Today is Tuesday, Herr Schuster….’ she smiled at him, ‘please expectme next Monday evening, at seven, for an hour.’ He hugged her and kissedher on the mouth.’Oh! Elizabeth! What a long week it will be! Unless of course youwish to call earlier? Just let me know!’ She had never seen him look sohappy! Men were truly strange creatures, driven by their libido andnothing else!’I am relying on your promise….you did say….’ He cut her short.’Anytime you need something, just send Bettina or come yourself, I shallbe as good as my word, I promise you!’ And indeed he was.It was with a light step that Elizabeth Schmidt made her way home. Andon Monday evenings she clung to her grocer as tight as she could as hegrunted and humped his way happily to her orgasm! Little did she realisewhere this arrangement would take her, and how it would affect herdaughter, Bettina.

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