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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This happened a few years back now....
Here's the first part. More when I get a chance or if there's interest:
I'd been at a friend of mine's birthday party, which was the usual thing...a weird mix of people across the ages, some more d*unk than others.
At my table was a lady called Lisa I'd worked with her at a local shop for a few years, and in that time she'd had numerous boyfriends, none of whom had worked out.
I knew this because whenever her relationships broke down I was the one that would hear all about what had happened.
This particular evening Lisa was veering between extremely happy and utterly depressed. She'd had a few drinks and had got to the "why can't I find someone like you?" speech I'd heard many times before.
Part of the reason was that Lisa was absolutely terrifying. She was in her mid 40s, 5'8, great arse, and had a filthy mouth on her. But she also had a temper, and could be very aggressive. When I looked into her grey-blue eyes, sometimes you could see a kind of electricity sparkling in them. That usually meant trouble.
Last orders was just being rung when my mate asked how we were getting home. I was walking, but Lisa was determined to drive.
"You can't let her drive, she's well over..." He said, helpfully.
After some debate it was decided I'd take her back home, and she could have my bed whilst I slept on the sofa. There was no chance of a taxi, and even though her eyes had been flashing warning signs all night, I couldn't think of what else to do.
After a long and swerving walk home (which included a good half hour throwing stuff in the river), I was more worried than normal. Lisa was in confrontational mood and was being quite loud.
Before I put the key in the door I told Lisa she had to be quiet so as not to wake up my housemates.
Safely inside, I led Lisa into the lounge and sat her on the sofa.
"I'll make us a tea" I said, and headed into the kitchen. When I returned Lisa had stretched out on the sofa, heels still on, and little black dress barely covering the tops of her hold ups. I put her tea down on the table and she let out a moan.
"Come here and stroke my hair"
I moved over and sat next to her, brushing the hair from her eyes and round behind her ear.
"That's nice, keep doing that..." She whispered.
I kept stroking her hair, and as I did so Lisa went back to lamenting her bad luck with blokes.
"Just once....I'd like someone like you " she said. And then her eyes flashed and she took my hand and put it on the hem of her dress.
" I know you want to..." She said.
"No, I'm just looking out for you" I told her, but already I had to shift my position as my cock had started to grow. I'd thought about being with her, of course I had, but the fantasy wasn't as scary as the reality.
Lisa sat up "maybe this will change your mind" she laughed and unzipped her dress.
She wasn't wearing a bra and as she slipped the dress from her shoulders I got my first look at her wonderful breasts. They were at least 36C - but I'm not good with sizes - more than a handful, and still very perky. She played with the nipples teasing them erect.
"You're going to suck these, or I'm going to start making a noise" she said. "And suck them hard..." |
