It was a Friday morning and I was working away in my home office as usual when the phone rang. It was Lizeanne. She was calling me about her computer. Over the years I had become the one Lizeanne called when one of her computers wasn't working. It would either be a virus or a program error or even a hardware failure, but each time I was able to fix the problem.
This time she said that she had discovered porn on her computer but didn't know how to get rid of it. I tried to talk her through clearing the internet temp file but she didn't know what the hell I was talking about. I told her I was going into town and would stop by on my way in.
Lizeanne is about 40 years old, married with 4 children. She is a bit overweight but she's curvy in all the right places. I had often fantasized about having sex with her but nothing ever came of my desires. She's a definite MILF.
When I arrived at her house she met me at the door. She was wearing tight fitting blue jeans, a white blouse and a pullover sweater that clung tightly to her ample tits. I followed her into her office, all the while staring at her ass as she walked down the hall. When we got to the office the computer was on and she showed me the problem. The computer had been infected with a pop-up program that was very pornographic in nature. After some time I was able to remove the program.
"Listen," she said. "Before you go, I also noticed some graphic pictures in my photo album. Would you be able to get rid of them while you're here?"
"Sure. Let me have a look," I responded. I was a little uncomfortable at the thought of looking a porno pictures while she stood there but I forged on despite my fears.
I went into her pictures file and found a bunch of porn pictures in amongst several others of her family. I had to remove them one by one so as not to remove the keepers. The photos were making me horny. They were mostly of woman in their 30's and 40's in very sexual positions. Some were being fucked while others had cum on their faces and tits. I turned around and noticed that Lizeanne too seemed to be getting aroused. I made some comment that the pictures were pretty graphic and all she did was let out a slight moan. As I was staring at the screen I even thought I noticed a reflection of Lizeanne rubbing her pussy through her tight jeans.
I kept going through the photos when I suddenly came upon one of Lizeanne. She was wearing exactly what she had on today. Then there was another. Only this time her jeans were unzipped. Then another with her sweater off. In the next one her pants were around her ankles and she was standing there in her white lace panties. I turned around to look at Lizeanne but she was gone. I kept looking further. In the next photo Lizeanne was sitting on the other desk in the office with her legs spread wide. I could see wisps of pubic hair poking out of her panties. Her bush was also more visible since her lacies were see through. I didn't know what to do. Should I remove the photos or simply pretend that I hadn't seem them.
I turned around again to go and look for Lizeanne and to my surprise I found her. She was sitting on the desk with her jeans off and her legs spread wide just like the picture.
"Did you like my pictures?" she asked me breathlessly.
"Uh, yea," I stammered, "you look even sexier than I had imagined.
"You mean you've been thinking of me too?" she asked. "Cause I often masturbate to thoughts of you and I engaged in wild and hard-core sex."
For a moment I was speechless. Then I spoke up.
"Did you stage this whole event just to see my reaction?" She nodded yes. "Perhaps we could continue on where the photos left off," she panted. It was my turn to nod yes.
Then, without hesitation, she pulled aside the material of her panties to expose her hairy and juicy cunt. Her pussy lips were slightly parted in a slutty way and her clit was hard and noticeable. With her other hand she stroked her wet slit several times, occasionally allowing her finger to slip inside up to her knuckle. When she pulled it out she licked off her own juices with her long and sexy tongue. That was my cue. I got down on my knees and let my own tongue roam up the length of her legs.
"Please lick my pussy," she begged, but I hesitated enough to see her squirm in uncontrolled lust. Then I very gently stuck out my tongue and licked her cunt from the very bottom right up to the top. Her whole body shuddered as I worked my mouth over her outer lips and her hard and sensitive clit. I flicked it several times with my tongue while letting my finger ease into her hot and inviting slit.
