Black-hearted Mrs Schwarz.
In our comfortable little village in Hampshire, little went on in the way of crime etc. We nevertheless had a neighborhood watch group, ran by the rather snooty Mrs. Schwarz. She was one of these women who just loved to be in charge of as much as she possibly could. Basically she was a power mad narcissist. It had to be said, this lady who must have been in her early fifties, judging by her body language, speech and mannerisms, was a good looking woman, not so great on the inside though. 'I wouldn't say no if she wanted to fuck me' he thought. Not that I was on the look for any such thing, though if the opportunity arose I was quite happy to give it a go. My wife Mary knew I had a roving eye and she was ok with it. She had 'meetings' also.
Mrs Schwarz, first name Beatrice, always attended these meetings on her own. Myself and some of the other men often joked about feeling sorry for Mr Schwarz, having to put up with her nagging style, 'Though if she gives it up in the bedroom,' one of the guys quipped, 'I think he'll be having a good time!'
"Yea, she's got all the right equipment' I added.
I am the director of a successful business, and I purchased a small flat in the city centre that comes in handy for any social 'meetings' I may have. I have a particular liking for mature ladies, MILFs you might say. In my opinion the more mature ladies know all the secret wee spots and can be very dirty! I had no feelings of guilt about this arrangement, Mary too was free after all to dip her toe elsewhere. I was a little guilty about the fact that one of my mature conquests was Mary's mother, a lady who thoroughly enjoyed sex, but was so turned on that she was fucking her son-in-law! It worked the other way too! Either I would bring back a woman I met while out for a drink. Sometimes I brought back a prostitute, occasionally, an escort.
There was a time when Mary visited Canada to visit relatives. We Had known about this, and she was aware that I was likely to have an affair.
Mary had been gone just a couple of nights and I thought, 'I'm going to make the most of this break.
On the first night I got in touch with a sexy 35 year old woman who I took for a drink, went to a local jazz club for a couple of more drinks as well as listening to some good sounds. I took her back to the flat to rock.
The following night I made different plans. I decided to try out a new Escort Organization I'd heard about. I was in the mood for a sexy MILF! A nice lingerie clad MILF, hopefully one who enjoyed her job.
I phoned up the Escort club, which was called GROVE. I had already opened an account there. I decided also to take the optional in house interview. I thought this way they'll get to the trusting area sooner.
I got put through to their organizer and gave my details, account number, password and so on.
"Ok Mr Johnson, (My username). How can we be of assistance tonight, I do hope we can be of assistance."
"Well, I would like to have one of your more mature ladies. I know your ladies are all very professional, but I really would love to find one that truly loves her job, if you know what I mean."
"I think I may have the very lady you're looking for, Mt Johnson, I've heard it said that she can be quite the dirty bitch, of course we still expect our ladies to be treated well, if you get me?"
We then got all the details sorted, the address, which I knew was convenient, and I paid the fee by Credit card. I decide to splash out and went for the 4 hour session. I added that if the mature lady involved wore a tight skirt and dark stockings, that would be great.
At 7 :30pm the doorbell rang. When I opened the door I could barely believe my eyes. It was only Mrs Schwarz! Dressed in a tight fitting jacket and skirt, light grey, looking like a lady lawyer or similar. Judging by the sexy smile on her very attractive face it was clear she did not recognize me. She really was the typical narcissist, taking almost no notice of anyone else, especially on the fringe. I decided not to say anything about who I was, for the moment.
"Come in Ms, I'm sorry, your name?"
"Melina" She said in a rather husky voice.
"May I check something, Melina?" I asked.
"Well, yes." She smiled, putting the charm on as much as possible. I moved towards her and started to put my hand up her skirt.
"I just wanted to check you remembered the stockings." I said, rubbing her pussy through her soft feeling panties.
"Well, that feels nice!" I said. "I'm not going to ask your age, the main thing is, you're a sexy looking woman who is going to fuck me hard."
"I am that." She said.
I felt a little wicked, this woman was a nasty bitch when the feeling took her, and that was often. I sat on the bed and patted it to indicate she sit down next to me. She sat next to me and I ran my hands over her hefty tits.
"Your husband is a lucky man, Melina, having these wonderful mounds to fill his mouth!"
I was talking creepy on purpose. I didn't feel she deserved much in the way of manners.
"Does he know you fuck for money?"
"That's my business, and very inappropriate."
"I'm sorry. Though I'm guessing he won't be surprised that a lot of men want to fuck you." I laughed, not forgetting the creepiness. I gently moved her body round and eased her onto her stomach.
"You know," I said. "I'd like to fuck you up the arse first." I could feel her body tense as my hand was on her buttocks about to pull down her silk panties.
"But that's --" She started.
"Yes, I realize it will be more expensive, but worth it, feeling my cock inside what I imagine, and hope, is a tight little asshole. Your ass is in a great shape for a mature lady. Let's get these panties down!" I began to shuffle her panties down her shapely legs, down, over her shoes, I liked the high heels to remain on. I undid my trousers and slipped my boxer shorts down. My cock was now due to full length and I made sure she could feel it with her buttocks..
"How do you like the feel of that, is it bigger than your husband's cock, I bet it is, you're going to love it!" My finger was now embedded in her asshole, "That's a tight little hole you have there right enough, can't wait!"
"We can't go on in this manner, Mr Johnson. Are you aware how horrid you sound, have you no respect for women? She growled."Oh I do, Mrs Schwarz, or can I call you Bea?". Her face was ashen.
"How, What, what do you --"
"Take it easy Bea, Mrs S, whatever you like, it's not nice when you treat someone disrespectfully, is it?"
"I've no idea what you're talking about." She snapped.
"Honestly, the way you speak to people at the neighbourhood watch, I wonder what they'll think when they find out you're a whore."
"I'm an escort!" She was close to shouting.
"Yea, right, look I have several photos of you as it is, nice tits by the way, the women will be envious."
"What do you intend to......" A fear started to set in on her.
"Don't look so worried," I told her. "You're just going to receive some of your own treatment when simply dealing with people. And I should tell you that I'm easier to deal with when I'm in a more relaxed mood. Hard sex satisfies me me. Why don't you remove those panties all together, my cock is twitching at the sight of your ass."
I stood over her and pushed her gently on to the bed and turned her on to her stomach again. I grasped the buttocks of both ass-cheeks and parted them slightly. The lips of her vagina beckoned me and I started to lick them, darting my tongue in and out, she moaned gently. I then climbed up her body till we were level. I held my now solid shaft in my hand and slowly entered the head into her asshole opening, she squealed a little.
So I reached over for the bottle of lube to make sure her tunnel was ready this time. I thrust it in again, it went in quicker and I could tell it was with more ease for her. Her hole was tight as its sides pressed against my penis. I bit her neck gently as I defiled her beautiful ass with my hands around her fulsome tits, my fingers tweaking her nipples.
"How does that feel, Bea sweetheart?" I said.
"Not the most comfortable form of sex" She replied, her breath a little uneven.