I've known Angela for a few years. I met her at my old work and the first time I saw her I thought, she is a very elegant, sexy woman. We sat quite close to each other in the office and had lots of chances to talk. We got on really well and in no time at all became quite good friends. I had been with the firm for about three months when the first Christmas came around. The company always had a party in the office on the last Friday before the holidays and being a printer's, parties were always quite boozy affairs. Toward the end of the evening I had a bit of a dance with Angela. We didn't even kiss because I wasn't sure how she felt about it but I did pluck up the courage to arrange to meet her over Christmas for a drink.
We met up in the break and had a nice evening in a pub fairly close to where she lived. I walked her home but did not have the feeling anything was going to happen. And that night it didn't.
Let me explain. I was 24 at the time and she was 42. This was quite a big thing for me at the time and I wasn't sure how to deal with the fact that she had a daughter older than me. And she sometimes lived with Angela. No, this is not a mum and daughter story. She was nowhere as sexy as her mum and., well not the story.
So we got back to her house, drank more wine and had a brilliant snog. It went on for quite a while and Angela was sending me all the signals. I just had a problem with her daughter being in her room upstairs. I think she sensed this and whispered in my ear, " When do we start our affair?"
I was not in a relationship and she was divorced, so I thought her use of that expression a bit strange but it made me feel very sexy anyway. I went home and jerked off about three times and dreamed of all the fun I hoped I was going to have.
I had no fucking idea.
Angela was a lot of fun to be with. Our 'affair' started a week later. The day before New Years Eve. We went for a drink and stayed in the bar for about ten minutes. She was wearing a very sexy dress with a plunging neckline. Dark blue, silky and underneath I caught glimpses of some very exotic underwear. She could see me getting very turned on by all this and suggested we have a drink at home.
As soon as we walked in the door we were attacking each other. She was pushing her tongue down my throat and her hand down my trousers. I likewise had one hand pushed into her breast through her dress and another hand rubbing her through the silk of her knickers. As soon as she had my very hard and desperate cock in her hands she demanded I fuck her now. Right here in the hallway and not to bother undressing. I pushed her back against the wall, pulled her sopping pants to one side and slid my cock into her. She clamped one leg around me and supported by me and her hallway wall we bucked together for all we were worth. This lasted about 30 seconds as we were both so turned on. We climaxed and fell into a heap on the floor panting like hot dogs. I lay back and looked at her. She looked fantastic. She was lying against the wall with a slightly dazed expression on her face, one of her breasts out of the dress altogether and idly dipping her fingers into her sticky hole then licking the mixture off. My trousers were now around my ankles and my cock was in no mood for going down.
She looked at me and asked if I was ready for some more. I smiled and she took me into her front room where she busied herself taking off all of my clothes. When I attempted to help her out of her dress she stopped me with a little smile. Then she asked me to lie down on her couch with my head close to the edge. Then she stood next to the couch close to my head and slowly took off her sopping pants. Then she straddled over my head with one leg and lowered herself down onto my face. At first it felt a bit mucky but this was all so sexy it very soon got me right into whatever she wanted. I was licking and sucking and could just about see her rubbing her clit like mad. The tempo built up as she started shouting obscenities at me. I was getting short of air as she started pushing down onto my face then I got the surprise of my life. She started cumming all over my face. Not just shuddering but drenching me with a sticky mixture of my spunk and her own ejaculate. This was the sexiest thing that I had ever had done to me at this point. It was fucking fantastic.
She got off me and slumped down on the couch at the other end. I sat up and looked down at my cock. It looked as if it was about to burst again. She saw this and asked me to stand in front of her. I did as she asked and she gave me the most amazing blowjob I've ever had. Licking and sucking in turn while masturbating me with her slippery hands. Then cupping my balls with one hand and tugging them gently she pulled them down while pushing her other hand into the base of my cock. This was the trigger. My cock jerked once then sent another jet of sperm into her. She drank this down and held onto me with a rock hard grip until the spasm was completely over. She pulled me onto her and we kissed and writhed together for quite a while. Her wonderful dress looked a mess and was covered with streaks of cum and spunk. I lay back admiring the scene and she asked if I was ready for more. I wasn't sure. I would be in a while but I needed a little time to recuperate.
She smiled and said no problem. She knew exactly what to do to get things going again quickly and with that she asked me to sit tight for a moment. She went out of the room and I heard her going upstairs.
After about 10 minutes she came back down stairs wearing another very sexy outfit. Some very kinky but tasteful underwear with a sort of see through gown over the top. The sight of what she was wearing got my cock to forget its tiredness and get right back to work. She was sex mad. It was fantastic. Every time I imagined something sexy, she just knew what I was thinking and did it. For a man who loves women into lingerie and showing off their bodies, she was brilliant. This went on for a few months and we did everything. I won't go into that now; there are a lot of great stories that I will tell another time.
This story is about Angela and her desire to be a porn director. She didn't actually want to direct a porn movie, she wanted to direct porn. Well, sex. She wanted to direct a couple having sex and probably join in. We had sat and talked about fantasies lots of times and most of them were sexy to talk about. But most other women I had done this kind of thing with found talking about it sexier than doing it and talking about it always lead to great sex anyway. So, no worries. Not with Angela. I found that if she wanted to do something and said so, she made fucking sure she did.