(These guys are way too white. I’ve got to add some chicken fat to the story.)

Base: Running User-written Erotic Story
Re: The Adventure Begins! (Unknown)
Re: David (Unknown)
Date: Sun, 21 Jan 1996 04:51:38 GMT
From: Unknown (alanjj)

David tried to ignore it, but the light was still on, so whoever was out there knew someone was home. And then he heard a familiar voice. "Yoo-hoo, David, it’s me, Shirley, your mother-in-law."

"Oh no," David thought, "Aaron had left town, and didn’t tell me that his mom was coming to visit!"

David remembered all of a sudden that Aaron said she was coming, and she was coming a long way, all the way from Levittown, Long Island! Russian River is a long way from Levittown. David couldn’t ignore her, he had to let her in.

So he toweled off quickly, and told Jeff, "Stay there, hon, I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I’ll be back to report on the situation in a couple of minutes. You OK?"

Yeah, this should be good, thought Jeff.

So David opened the door. He still had encrusted cum on his bare midriff, but, oh well, Shirley was a grownup.

"Shirl, how are you!"

"You leave me standing at the doorway in the freezing cold for 5 minutes, how should I feel? Here’s a babka, I bought it at Moishe’s, it’s delish. Where’s Aarala?"

"Shirley, didn’t Aaron tell you, he had to go to a teacher’s 
convention in Nashville.  He tried to convince me to go with
 him, but I can’t stand country music."

"You think Aaron would tell me anything? You know when he last called me? Purim! You know how long ago Purim was? No, you wouldn’t, would you? Well, it wasn’t yesterday, let me tell you. . . . What's that on your stomach? It looks like wet paint--are you redoing the bedroom?"

"Oh, I know Aaron meant to call, but he forgets, believe me, I know how he is. . . . Well, don’t just stand there, come in!" Then, David remembered, "Oh, I have a friend over, let me get him."

"A friend? What kind of friend? A male friend? You’re not cheating on my Aarala, are you? Oh, he just adores you."

Shirley entered the living room. As she was taking off her coat, a voice shot out from the bedroom.

"DAVID!!! MY DICK IS HARD AGAIN!! YOU’VE GOT TO SUCK ME!! SUCK ME HARD!! SUCK ME NOW!!"

Shirley froze.  David froze.  The phone rang.  And rang. 
 And rang.  And after the third ring, the machine picked up. . . . .

1. What's a mother to do? (The schmaltz goes on) (Unknown)