Allison’s Smokey Scramble: A Wickware Fairy Tale

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Once upon a time, on a Saturday morning in the village of Wickware, Allison Crowley made breakfast for her husband and her neighbor, Duke Scoggins. Duke was her husband’s best friend. He was an asshole at times, but mostly, he was a jerk. Duke got off on making lewd, crude, and sexual remarks towards Allison. Earlier this week, she reached her limit.Like thirsty ground needs rain, Allison needed to get even.This particular Saturday morning, busty, vibrant, blonde-haired Mrs. Allison Crowley wore a short white cooking apron over her hot pink micro-thong. Curtis, her husband, said he was cool with Allison showing off to get a little payback.Yes, Duke and Curtis were good friends, but that didn’t mean Curtis welcomed the sexual banter from his mullet-wearing, smelly, hillbilly beanpole buddy with missing teeth. (Duke usually had a ten-day-old shave, too.) So when Allison came up with her plan to put one over on Duke, well, Curtis was all in. Today was the day.”C’mon in, boys,” Allison called. As she opened the screen door, it squeaked on its old rusty springs.Duke was there to go fishing with Curtis. They were connecting the boat trailer to Curtis’ truck and they looked up to see Allison waving them inside.”Breakfast’s bahis siteleri ready!”Duke’s eyes lingered on Allison. The cooking apron didn’t cover her bikini top and barely covered the front of her thong. He licked his lips and swallowed.Knowing she had Duke’s eye, Allison made it a point to bend over and study one of the hydrangea blooms by the door. A swatch of hot pink micro-bikini pussy flashed Duke. The tiny piece of fabric bisected her perfectly cupped ass cheeks. Duke let out a slow wolf whistle and growled his approval. Allison wiggled her butt to thank him for the attention. Then she straightened up and wagged a scolding finger towards him for being naughty.”What am I going to do with you, Duke Scoggins? My husband is right here, and your lovely wife, Melanie, will be over in just a few minutes.”Curtis and Duke both smirked. There was no harm in two best friends sharing a moment over a playful flirt. So they did.Allison turned to go inside. She let the screen door hit her in the butt so it wouldn’t slam shut.”I know you like that door spanking your ass, Allison!”Duke then slapped one hand against the other for emphasis.“I know you do!”Curtis elbowed Duke, “Be careful you don’t piss her canlı bahis siteleri off, Duke. You have no idea what she might do.”But Curtis knew. And it was kind of hot to think it was about to happen.Curtis and Duke stopped everything to go inside. Duke purposefully let the screen door slam shut.“Get excited, Ally?” Duke grinned.Allison smiled and put a full plate of egg scramble in front of Duke as the men sat down. As she did, she deliberately knocked Duke’s fork and spoon onto the floor.”Oh, I’m sorry, Duke.”Bending over at the waist to pick them up, Allison flashed Duke her prettiest smile. She also arched her back and thrust her breasts forward to give him a good look at the best cleavage in three counties.Fuck me! These tits are hot! Even Duke didn’t dare say that out loud, but he smiled his toothless grin in appreciation.A nipple slip wasn’t in Allison’s plan, but it happened anyway. She let Duke look at it for a moment before she tucked her nipple back into her bikini top and winked.”If you’re going to eat my eggs, honey, you’ll need to decide between a good fork or a good spoon.””I guess I’d like a good fuh-fuh-fuh-oke  from you if you’re giving me a choice.”And for the first time in his canlı bahis adult life, Duke smiled with embarrassment over something he said.Curtis suppressed a grin. Only Duke could twist a word like “fork” to mean “fuck”. Duke’s crude language with Ally had no limits.”Where’s mine, Ally?”Allison stood and reached into the silverware drawer.”Still in the pan, Curtis. It’ll be just a minute. Now, Duke, you dig right into my eggs, and don’t you wait for Curtis.”Placing a clean fork on the table in front of Duke, Allison turned on her southern charm.“This heah is a good fork, but if’n your real good, ah might just have an excellent fuh-fuh-fuh-oke for you, that is, if’n  you truly want it.” Allison winked again and then flipped up her apron front to give Duke a peek at her barely-there micro bikini-covered pussy.At that very moment, Melanie opened the squeaky screen door and poked her head into the house.”I’m coming in, ready or not.”Melanie’s red headband kept her long brown hair from falling into her face as she pushed her way through the door. It slammed behind her with a bang. Duke smiled at Allison but didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to.Melanie wore white shorts and a red-patterned top. She looked adorable as she made her way to the kitchen. Her flip-flops sounded like slaps across the wooden floor. Duke smiled again and nodded his head with each slap. Allison simply smiled.”You made them breakfast, Ally? Let me have some, Duke.”

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