When I turned 30 I worked at a large American software company in a consulting role. My boss had a PA (Personal Assistant) called Wilma. Wilma was in her early 50's, about 5'9" tall and with brassy blonde hair. Her legs were long and her boobs were huge. She was the type of lady who lit up the room when she walked in, with a big smile and plunging necklines!
I went through the usual flirting that a young chap does, and one day I caught a glimpse of Stocking Top as I passed her desk. I went back to my desk and quickly sent an email.
Dear Wilma
You are badly adjusted darling!
N
..... two minutes later
N
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Wilma
Dear Wilma
I can see your stocking top darling!... you might want to pull what little there is of that dress down a touch
N
.... two more minutes
N
I am so embarrassed!! I have just gone to the ladies to pull my holdups up...I knew I should have worn my suspenders!
Thanks for the advice!
Wilma
The mention of suspenders made me very horny, and the flirtation continued for the next couple of days. Our conversations became more and more naughty, and she told me about her lingerie collection, with me saying that I was a plain black stockings and suspenders man. She sent me an email after this that went something like this
'N
Come to my house (address below) at 12.30 this lunchtime. Cancel your 1.30 meeting. I will leave the door open for you, please come upstairs and enter the bedroom on the right. Be there, or be square
Wilma'
So, 12.30 arrives and I pull up outside Wilmas house which is only a couple of miles from the office. I walk down the short garden path and as promised the door is slightly ajar. I enter and immediately clock the stairs ahead of me. I shut the door behind me. I stop and listen for signs of life... I know Wilma is divorced, but I also know she shares a house with someone... I cant hear anything, so decide to throw caution to the wind and walk up the stairs. I stand outside the bedroom, take a deep breath and push the door open.
Wilma is standing on the opposite side of the room. She has on just a black suspender belt, a black bra, black panties and sheer black stockings. She claps her hands and laughs 'You came!! I bet myself you wouldnt!!' .... she sits on the bed and taps for me to come and sit next to her.
'Now then' she whispers 'are you going to fuck this old bird?' at which we both laugh. She stands up, and removes her bra and her heavy breasts spill out. They are HUGE, with large dark nipples... but still impressively firm for a lady in her 50's. Next she pulls her panties down and I am thrilled to see she is shaven down below. 'I know what men like you want' she winks as she sees how pleased I am she is shaven.
Wilma is a great lover... the perfect combination of selfish and selfless. She switches from pulling my head into her very wet pussy as I lick her out and them throwing me back so she can devour my cock. We fuck mostly with her on top or in the doggy position. Wilma is a noisy lover, but someone who goes quiet when she cums. I tell her I am near to cumming and she asks me to fuck her hard until I cum... I give her all I have got and finally I spunk inside her and we collapse on the bed.
I enjoyed a few more encounters with Wilma. She was very adventurous, which she told me came from her being in a rather dull marriage before the divorce. We fucked in her house, in a hotel on a works trip and in a car. She also confessed during our second meeting that she liked it in her ass, so all meetings after that included some ass fucking! We also planned to step into swinging so during one meeting we took some pictures for an advert for a swingers site. We never made it to the swinging scene, but I enjoyed the photos of me and her for many years.
What a great woman!!!
Miss you Wilma!
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