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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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She sat down next to me, hair tied up in a bun, flushed red and sweaty, she took a sip of her own water then slid her hand onto the inside of my thigh. We made eye contact and I felt as though this was going to be pay back for being a bit of a perv.
It wasn't though, to my surprise she lent in, her hand briefly brushing the outline of m cock before she whispered into my ear, "It's okay, you are young and I've always had a little look at you. Pass me your phone." Her voice was like honey and it washed away any thoughts I had abut not giving this beautiful stranger my mobile. She handed my pone back to me in what felt like a few heartbeats, "I'm Mary by the way, my number is saved in your mobile, give me a text tomorrow morning after nine." With that she grabbed her bag and left. I sat for a moment, confused and aroused.
The following morning I was in work, it was quiet, nothing exciting, only 2 other people were in and I was typing up a report alone in my corner of the office. Curiosity got the better of me, at 9:45 I gave in, desperate to find out if it was Mary's number or whether it was a joke. "Hi Mary, it's the guy from the gym, is this your number?" Five minutes ebbed away and I made a cup of tea, feeling unusually giddy and nervous. Then it came through "Yes it's Mary, you're late off the mark, I thought I'd scared you off there. Glad to hear from you though. " I looked in disbelief at the message, responded, "So this really isn't some kind of joke, why did you give me your number?" "No it isn't, and I think you know the basics of it young man. Maybe we should meet somewhere quiet to discuss this one to one. Where do you work?"
We exchanged rough locations and arranged a point in the middle between my work place and her home to meet after work. I turned up and ordered two coffees hoping to impress, and I did, she turned up and grinned when she found me a few minutes later, upstairs tucked away in a corner waiting for her. "You're a proper little gent aren't you? You didn't need to do this, but thank you." I told her it was fine, got up and removed her coat then pulled the chair out for her. She smiled and I felt a bit more at ease.
"So" she said, "I guess you'd like to know why I did that last night?" "Yes, I mean older women don't usually give numbers out to guys my age do they?" She grinned, "I wouldn't know, I've always wanted to flirt with younger guys, but this is the first time I've acted on the desire." Her honest made me relax more and I opened up, "Honestly, I've fantasised about older women for a long time as well, so I guess this is fate?" She laughed. "Well yes, maybe." There was a long pause then she spoke again, "Look, I'll be honest, I need to let you know something which might scare you away and I understand if it does, it's odd, but this is my reality and what I need from life." "Go on" I told her, half anticipating what she was about to tell me. "Well...I'm actually a married woman..but my husband works away days, sometimes weeks at a time, and when he returns home, he never seems attracted to me beyond words. At the end of the day, I need someone to make me feel like a woman again, and going by how you were looking at me yesterday, I imagine you might want to do that?" I was gob smacked by the entire situation, yet turned on so much. Here was a very attractive older woman, basically asking me to be her bit on the side. I was conscious of my stuttering, and her grinning as she realised she had me hook line and sinker. Suddenly I felt her foot creeping up the insideof my calf, up towards my thigh, past it, feeling for my cock with her feet. |
