BIG BERTHA 3 (Too Hot To Handle)
The sex was great for Pedro. For Rena, the best ever.
Pedro kissed Reno goodbye, he could have gone for another round but he wanted to leave before her husband returned.
His boss and Peter were good friends. He asked himself,
"Why take a chance on a woman with nothing in it for me, no future?"
Assuring him that Peter was not due until morning, Rena hoped he would spend at least part of the night with her.
He said he would love to, but couldn't. He had a date for dinner; her housekeeper Selena was expecting him at eight.
Rena had never thought of herself as the jealous type but was now. The green eyed monster tore through her like a dull serrated knife.
She wanted to kick him in the balls, throw him out and scream at him to never darken her door again.
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Realizing his impact on her, she quickly embraced Pedro, then released him. He didn't know it, but he was out of her life forever.
Walking him to the door she smiled, kissed him goodbye and told him to have fun on his date with Selena.
Pedro kissed her again saying,
"Damn, I wish I could stay. Call me sometime."
She knew she never would. It was over.
Good help was hard to come by.
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After he left she poured a big water glass of wine and contemplated her day. Listening to old torch songs she wept--kept asking her Guardian Angel to reveal her good to come --what she could learn from this wonderful, but gut wrenching experience.
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What the hell had she been thinking? In only one day, she had broken her marriage vows, seduced a kid young enough to be her son, and had a jealous rage so intense she could have killed.
No wonder God had given her a man she never had to be jealous of, a life devoid of sex. Like the song said,
it was "too hot to handle".
She got down on her knees and thanked her maker for sparing her such a lifetime of hell, for revealing in one day what she should never again do.
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Rena poured another glass of wine and decided to walk out to the end of the driveway. She could see the lights on at Big Bertha's house and decided to take a walk--pop in on her--return the surprise visit .
No one answered the door bell. Rena shrugged and walked away. She was just past the big gates when she saw a Harrah's Limo pull into the driveway.
She was surprised to see Ben and her husband get out and go into the house. Shrugging her shoulders she figured they had probably met at Harrah's. Maybe started talking about federal law and how it applied to professional athletes nationally and internationally.
Rena assumed that had to be it. Ben recently had some trouble in the Netherlands, reportedly with an underage boy employed at a storefront brothel. According to the tabloids that's what happened. Peter had told her he thought it was a set up.
Thinking Peter would leave Bertha's and Ben's and come home soon, Rena returned home and relaxed with another glass of wine. Knowing Peter would soon be home provided solace and she fell asleep.
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The next day was a scurry of activity as Rena and Peter prepared for their dinner guests. The dinner party went as planned and Big Bertha was the hit of the party. The men loved her and even the women. Rena was glad she had invited her and made a mental note to do it again.
Not to be outdone, Rena did as she always did. Played the role along with Peter, as the gracious hosts.
This night however, she did it better than ever before. The saying "Nothing like a little competition" kept crossing her mind as she patted herself on the back for her own brilliant intuition -- the last minute invite to Bertha and Ben.
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Half-way through the night, Bertha spilled wine all over the front of her beautiful dress. Rena rushed to her rescue as did several of the men.
Not being able to get it off, Rena took her up to her dressing room and offered her a designer dress she wore once, but was now to big.
Helping her to get out of the wine spattered dress, she was amazed to see Bertha had no underwear under her dress.
As she went in the bathroom for cold water and a washcloth, she muttered to herself,
"Damn, no wonder Peter watched her sun bathe with his binoculars."
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Bertha's breasts must have been at least 40 Double D's and filled with silicon. They were round and firm with perfect grape size pinkish red nipples.
It was obvious no little rug-rats ever sucked on those tidbits. Her pussy was plump and bare. Innocent looking.
Despite her prudishness about such things, Rina was turned on at the sight of them. She thought to herself,
"What the hell is wrong with me today? Am I going crazy?"
The look on Rena's face did not elude Bertha. She smiled an said,
"You can touch them if you want. . . . ."
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To be continued: BIG BERTHA 4
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