Kelly Bundy Bets Her Ass

At 8pm the doorbell rings.  Richard opens the door but is surprised to see his next door neighbor, Peggy Bundy.  His immediate thoughts are that he and Kelly are busted for their sexual escapades.

 

“Oh hi, Peg,” his voice cracks.  “I haven’t seen you in a long time.  What can I do for you?”

 

Peggy is standing there in her tight spandex pants and high heels.  She’s doing her little wiggly dance with her feet while her tush bounces around.  “Well,” she says, “today I’m actually Peggy Smith.”

 

She then proceeds to just barge through the front door.  “I’m here to claim my $1500 prize.  Now what do I have to do?”

 

Richard is momentarily frozen.  He’s not quite sure what to do.  He finally figures ‘what the hell’.

 

“To win the money,” he flatly tells her, “you have to deep throat my cock.”

 

Peggy gives him a sly grin.  “Oh my goodness,” she says, “is that all?  Then drop those pants, baby.  I’m in a hurry.  Oprah’s coming on soon.”

 

During this whole time, Kelly is unaware of what is happening.  Her mother and Richard are standing in the foyer and she can only see the den, on the monitors.  She waits patiently to start the cameras.

 

Richard, in the meantime, is explaining to Peggy about the contract.  He also explains about her getting fucked if she loses.  Peggy figures that she’s got nothing to lose and everything to gain.

 

She is indeed Kelly’s mother because she just signs the contract, without reading it.  Even if she did, Richard has made sure to create ‘the fine print’ in his new contract.

 

As Peggy enters the den, she is already removing her clothes.  She learned about cum stains, a long time ago, in the back seat of Al’s old Dodge.  Peggy has a little junk in the truck, but still has a fine body.  Best of all are her large E-cup breasts.  It is clear that Kelly didn’t inherit her mother’s chest.

 

As Richard enters the den, there is a loud noise from the next room.

 

Upon seeing her naked mother on the video monitor, Kelly fell over in her chair.

 

“What was that?” Peggy nervously says.  “God, I hope it’s not Al.  He’d kill both of us.  Besides, the money is all for me; not that sexless shoe man.”

 

Richard thinks quickly.  “It’s just my dog,” he says.  “There’s nothing to worry about.”

 

He gives a long glaring stare, to where he knows a camera is.  Kelly gets back in her chair and quiets herself.

 

“Let’s hurry up,” Peggy says.  “You never know when Al might get home from the nudie bar.”

 

Richard obliges her and quickly removes his clothes.

 

As his shorts are lowered, Peggy is shocked and startled.  “Oh my Lord!!” she exclaims.  “Is that thing for real?  Boy, have I got my work cut out for me.”

 

She wastes no time and drops to her knees.

 

As good as Peggy may have been in her youth, she has lost her touch.  As hard as she tries, there is no way that she is going to win.

 

With barley 7” going down her throat, she finally throws in the towel.

 

Knowing what she has to pay now, Peggy doesn’t miss a beat.  “I haven’t had a cock in me for months,” she says.  “Come to momma.”